Holy Mary, Mother of God. The scallops were divine. The presentation is stunning. And the tuna tartare that was with them, as well as the lemon pepper gelee. Taken in entirety, one bite piled upon toast with a smearing of tartare and a dash of gelee, it was God in a mouthful. It is nights like this that make me happy to be alive, food like this that makes me happy I’m not vegan, and dining company like those with me tonight that gives me hope for humanity.

*Cookie report for JSP: On my way out, I was presented with a single specimen of cookie perfection. Now, to be entirely fair, I like my cookies soft and chewy. And soft and chewy this cookie was, an explosion of gingery goodness with every bite. My molars smiled.