Casey | October 26, 2009 | 6:04 am
I confess, I was not that impressed when I went to Blue Hill at Stone Barns a few years ago. Yes, the setting was phenomenal and we had a lot of fun exploring the grounds on a warm August day, visiting the lambs in their pasture and hutches full of rabbits, and sampling Sungold tomatoes on the vine in the backyard garden outside the cafe. And the food was in fact very good, but sadly, not that memorable. In fact, even now the only thing I fully remember eating was a salad topped with a soft-boiled egg that had been breaded and fried, so as you cut through the egg’s crisp exterior, its briliant-yellow yolk oozed out to meld with the pungent vinaigrette.
You know where this is going already, don’t you?
