REVIEW: Flying Fish
SUMMARY: Best service of the trip, going the extra mile
This also was a mid-week dinner ADR for a party of 5 (3 adults, 2 children) at the somewhat early hour of 6:00 p.m. Rainy weather had long been cleared out, and it was a nice day. Originally, on my first pass at our schedule for this trip, this was had been an ‘adults night out’, which required us to plan an early dinner with the girls. As they often do, plans changed in the weeks leading up to this trip (in Rob-speak, that means the Jellyrolls schedule finally came out, and we were going to go there Friday instead). I attempted to change our ADR to later in the evening, but there was nothing available for a party of 5 until after 8:10, which would throw off the bedtime schedule for the girls.
We walked over from the YC/BC area, and checked in at the podium at 5:55 p.m., and were told it would be just a few minutes. No pager this time (FINALLY), but then again, we were standing inside the front doors, so it would be hard to miss them calling for our party. We could see that the restaurant was less than a third full. My bewilderment continues, where I find it strange that even with an ADR, and a relatively empty restaurant, we usually wait to be seated. It seemed to be a pattern for this entire trip, though it was no big deal. So anyway, we dawdled around for maybe 5 minutes, and were seated by a hostess. We were placed at a large round table, near a column. It was the same table we had when we were all here last year. (Shameless plug here for round tables - I firmly believe that round tables are vastly superior to rectangular tables, when dining with a large group. In this case, even with our party size reduced to only the 5 of us, it was a noticeably nicer arrangement.)
Our server was Theresa, and we had the best service of the entire trip. A brief background aside to set the stage: On our visit here in 2006, the kid’s menu fish of the day was salmon, and our youngest daughter (the adventurous eater) had declared it the best fish ever! This year, when we talked about our plans for the week, she was very excited about going back to the ‘Flying Fishes place’ and getting the salmon again. We told her several times that they may not have the same things on the menu, but her enthusiasm could not be contained. So, we were hoping, against the odds, that the salmon would once again be offered on the kid’s menu.
Theresa went over the specials of the day, and sure enough, the kid’s menu fish of the day was snapper. Not a bad choice by any means, but it just wasn’t the salmon. There was no melt down or fit thrown, but the obvious disappointment permeated the table. When Theresa asked about it, we explained that the salmon from last year was all that she had talked about this trip (which food-wise was true), so it would take us few minutes to decide on something else. Theresa scurried off, giving us our time to cover the other items. Within a minute, she came back out with a big smile on her face. She had talked to the chef, and as he wasn’t too busy at the moment, he would make a kid’s menu portion for salmon for us. To see a 5 year old glowing with an astonished smile on her face, which moments before was a face of total disappointment, was just magical. First of all, Theresa didn’t have to even make the inquiry. And then, the chef certainly didn’t have to take the time to prepare a kids menu portion of salmon. But they did, and it really made our night. As silly as it may seem, of all the magical moments we had this trip, this was probably the best one of the bunch. Pixie dust all around.
That part of the order decided, we proceeded with our ordering. Our other daughter ordered the snapper from the kid’s menu. I ordered my pre-dinner drink here, one dirty martini, and I also was captivated by the Artisanal Cheese Plate, which I ordered for myself, but knowing the table would be sharing it to some extent. This was chronologically my second cheese motif appetizer of the trip, but it’s the third one in this series of reviews. I don’t know what has possessed me to suddenly try all of this cheese, but this trip may go down in family history as marking the emergence of Rob’s Cheese Period (sounds fancy, but it’s not to be confused with my admiration of Picasso’s Blue Period, which I feel was by far his most creative time). It (the cheese plate) was wonderful, and gets it’s own section below (don’t worry, I’ll paraphrase and contract the detailed and wonderfully descriptive cheese menu they provided):
Degustation of Flying Fish Artisanal Cheeses
Five Tasting Portions and Accompaniments:
Honey Comb, Raisins on the Vine, Mostarta Di Cremona
$15.00
Coulommiers – a Brie family cheese from the “land of Brie”, just east of Paris. Considered by some to be the predecessor of Brie. Buttery color, well-developed rind, it has soft mushroomy flavors and a hint of almonds.
My take: an excellent Brie-ish cheese, with a thicker-than-Brie texture, but I didn’t catch any of the mushroomy flavors mentioned in the description.
OBSERVATION: From a reader’s viewpoint, it may sound more appealing if you read it as ‘soft, mushroomy’ flavors rather than ‘soft mushroomy’ flavors. The use of the comma there could make a huge difference….
Robbiola Ciabot – Italian classic, name derived from the ripening of this cheese in little houses of stone called a Ciabot. A mixture of cow and sheep’s milk, with a short ripening period, on straw, for 30 days. When fresh, the cheese is white with a taste of milk and hay. When more ripened, the color is yellow, creamier, and has a more intense sheep’s milk flavor.
My take: Delicious. I must have had the more ripened option, because the sheep’s milk was the dominant taste. Still, very good, and I usually don’t care much for sheep’s milk cheeses. Maybe I like the taste of hay? What does hay taste like, anyway?
Shelburne Two-year Cheddar – From the former Vanderbilt Estate outside Burlington, Vermont. Made from fresh, raw milk of the Brown Swiss Cows. Sharp but not peppery, full of flavor, with a pleasant lingering finish.
My take: A white/yellow color, with perfect flavor, crisp taste, but not too sharp (as some cheddars can be, even though maybe not listed as such). I love this cheese!! I am looking for this locally now, but having very little luck finding it.
Mea Culpa: In my previous Yachtsman Steakhouse review, I thought this Shelburne Farms Cheddar was served there. Note: Yelling begins here - SEE WHAT HAPPENS WHEN THE DINER ISN’T INFORMED, OR PROVIDED THE MENU FOR REFERENCE, AFTER DELIVERING A MULTI-ITEM ARTISANAL CHEESE PLATE!!! Yelling stops now. “Urge to kill……..fading……….”
Lesson learned here: If you don’t give the diner (that’s me) back the cheese menu, or give any description at all upon cheese plate delivery, and said diner (that’s still me) has had drinks before, during, and after dinner (which I did)….said diner may not have the best recollection of various detailed items.
Mad Props Again - Our server here at Flying Fish, Theresa, went back and got the cheese menu for my reference, without my asking, just before bringing out the plate. Then, she positioned the plate, upon delivery, to match the order of the cheese listing. Perfect service, and excellent anticipation of the diner’s needs.
Back to the cheese:
Clochette – Soft, smooth raw goat’s milk cheese. Aged 3 weeks, and the flavor intensifies with age. Young Clochette has a white rind and a semi-firm center with a mild flavor.
My take: A nice cheese, the least memorable of the plate, but very still good.
Echo Mountain Blue Cheese – from Oregon, this cheese is only released on a limited basis. Gets its unique flavor from blending raw goat and cow’s milk. Aged at least 18 months, this cheese is smooth, crisp, and has a subtle goat’s milk flavor on the finish.
My take: I am usually scared of any blue cheeses, just because they look so strange. This one was excellent, especially when eaten with some of the raw honeycomb. A little strong on the initial bite, it mellowed out quickly, and was almost addictive when eaten with the honeycomb.
OBSERVATION: I briefly contemplated the intended meaning of ‘from blending raw goat and cow’s milk’ stated above. I hope they meant to say ‘raw goat milk and cow’s milk’. I think option B would be a lot better than option A.
END CHEESE SECTION HERE:
A truly exceptional cheese plate, best of the entire trip. Ordering it will be added to my list for future visits to Flying Fish, despite the fact that the items change frequently.
Now, on to the entrees, which were consumed along with a surprisingly decent Greg Norman Shiraz. (Note: I say ‘surprisingly’ because I am not a Shiraz fan at all. This one was not my choice for the meal, but it turns out it wasn’t bad. All but 2 (this makes 3) of the shiraz wines I have tried in the past have elicited from me the same Ralph Wiggum response, “It tastes like burning”.)
The adults ordered three different items:
Salmon – a fair sized potion of salmon, cooked perfectly. Not the most adventurous thing offered on the menu, but very good nonetheless.
Scallops – the only disappointment of the entire meal. The taste and preparation were excellent as usual, but what the menu described as two very large scallops came out as 3 scallops (2 medium, and 1 small). Taste was great, but value was not. Price was $36 for 3 scallops, average size of which was about the same as a round McNugget. Just not worth the price, for the volume of scallops on the plate.
Potato-Wrapped Red Snapper – This was my selection, and I must say I am somewhat biased, as I adore this dish. The creamy leak fondue, that part I can take it or leave it, and this time the leaks seemed to be more noticeable (in size and taste) than I remember. But the red wine butter sauce is to die for. And those aren’t even the main components of this dish. The potato wrapped snapper was crispy potato on the outside, perfectly flaky snapper on the inside. When I was done, there were no food particles left in the bowl. I still haven’t figured out exactly how they keep the red wine butter sauce from ‘breaking’. If anyone has the recipe, or anything very close, please PM me.
The remaining magic for this meal came when, and again it was a surprise, the chef came walking out of the kitchen with Theresa, to personally check on how the salmon was for our youngest daughter. He was cordial, and inquired about how the food was for all of us, but spoke directly to her about her salmon. He said he wanted to make sure that she liked her salmon, and seemed very pleased that she had requested it. Her eyes lit up when he was talking to her about how she liked her meal. For the chef of one of the best restaurants on property to take time to come out of the kitchen, and specifically check on the meal for a 5 year old child, was the magical icing on the cake for this trip. Our daughter is still talking about the visit from the chef, just as much she does about the other major events of the trip.
We skipped dessert because a visit was already planned to the candy store next door, for some take-back-to-the-room candy for the girls. The total bill for this meal came to just under $160, after the DDE discount. As the service was exceptional, a much-warranted tip of more than 25% brought the entire bill to just over the $200 range.
Summary: We have only been trying the Flying Fish a few years now, really only since we started buying the DDE card. The prices aren’t cheap, but the discount makes it much less painful on the pocketbook. Service and atmosphere are great, and especially the service this visit. Right now, the Flying Fish has notched itself a firm spot on our ‘must do’ places to eat each trip.
NEXT UP: Wolfgang Puck Cafe