Dinner at The Herbfarm Restaurant

Last night I satisfied a long-time fantasy of mine and crossed off goal #25 from my list. I ate dinner at the legendary The Herbfarm Restaurant. I want to tell you that it lived up to my expectation in every way, which really is high praise. I was giddy with excitement and couldn't stop grinning. The guy across from me probably thought that I was a nut job, or that he had something stuck in his teeth. I remember thinking that my excitement was verging on inappropriate as I worked to keep the giggle in my throat from escaping. 

Feeding resident piggies Borage and Basil between courses

How can you not get excited about nine amazing courses, each paired thoughtfully with wine - or in my case - a menu of floral, fruity and herbal juices, spritzers, "cordials" and teas. With the first pour of champagne, each guest was invited to choose a little sprig of herb for their glass. I choose a rose scented geranium, so each time I took a sip from my glass, my nose would fill with the heavy scent of rose. 

@herbguy's photo of our first course:
Bairdi Snow Crab with egg yolk pearls, paddlefish caviar, spring forest widlings 

Although I brought my camera with me, I left it in my purse and just relished the company of my friend, the music of the guitarist, the beauty on the plate and the flavors of ocean and earth: crab and tulips, clams and watercress, prawns and fiddlehead ferns, halibut and lovage. 

 petite sweet bites at the end 

As I am writing this, I just remembered that I slipped that milk chocolate lavender caramel in my purse last night to save for later. I eat it now and let my son dip his finger into the liquid caramel to taste. Good taste training begins early you know.