Bob B.
Yelp
It's been too long since we've been to Daniel George. Is it still the five star dining experience I remember?
It is.
They're doing social distancing right. This means we had to wait a bit for our table to be set up, we didn't mind. The food was worth it, and the peace of mind, knowing they were taking Covid precautions seriously, was worth it. I'm often a problem child when I eat out, having several questions about the menu, but each question was answered with good cheer, none of the eye rolling I deserve.
Our appetizers were fantabulous. I had the shortrib ravioli, something new for me. Triple the size, or only double it, and this would be fantastic entrée. My dining companions started off with fried oysters and a salad, both of which got rave review. We argued over who had the best tasting appetizer. I don't care what they claim, I won.
For our entrees I was torn but finally settled on the beef tenderloin which was twice the size I was expecting. The veal demiglace was out of this world. Do not sneer at the sides of spinach with bacon thingies, carrots and truffled fries (I asked that mine come un-truffled). There was nothing plain about these sides. I am the first to admit that I don't always eat my vegetables but they were gone before the steak was, and the steak was nothing to sneeze at. There was too much for me to finish; the rest came home with me and was a fine lunch the next day.
My pals got the vegetable plate, which at Daniel George is as much a feast for the eyes as it is a feast for the belly. She's no fan of beets and asked that if any were included they be left in the kitchen with the truffles for my fries. My other friend selected the pork chop, which was enormous and, according to him, delicious. Unlike me, he had no leftovers to take home. The chop came with apples and brussels sprouts.
I was too full for dessert but my friends got the tres leches cake and the frozen berry tart, which were both declared the perfect end to a perfect meal. When their desserts arrived I cursed myself for not saving room.
I won't make that mistake on my next visit.