Alan D.
Yelp
First off, Yelp said Malva was closed on the day we had reservations. Our 'organizer' (thanks Evan) assured us it was not, and extreme thanks for being open, though we were the only guests which made it even more special. One chef, one waiter, one sous chef: eight diners - pretty good ratio. A truly gastronomic pleasure. I've read some of the great reviews and frankly I don't have the energy to go into that kind of depth. Suffice it to say that this was a memorable meal.
With eight people dining, we truly had (at least) one of everything, including whites and reds - there's a lot of local red blend with Grenache that I find irresistible. Watching the chef work with tweezers on plating almost every dish, and having the food deconstructed as being made with local produce, ash, corn silk, goat cheese (Baskin & Robbin's newest flavor), tiny flowers, was a great accompaniment to the consumption of said dishes. My only regret is that they had no oysters, which made up 3 out of 5 appetizers, or rabbit, 20% of the entrees. No worries...
The wine list is not huge, but looks like it's curated to the food. The starters were fish-heavy, but superb. The tuna was insane. We ate ribeye, lamb, two fish dishes (escolar and ?) all beautifully plated and accompanied by sculpted vegetables and grains. Complementary dishes at the beginning (local cheeses and fish tostada) and the end (house-made marshmallows!). Desserts were fascinating and insanely good - crème brûlée with corn silk, goat cheese (and several other flavors of) ice cream, Even with haute cuisine portions, we were pleasantly full.
One (and only) jarring note - the French press coffee was ground from beans coming from a Folgers can...while the coffee was OK, it wasn't up to the level of the rest of the meal, I want to believe that they were just using the red can to store better coffee. No stars off for an overall incredible outcome; "the best part of waking up".
As a guest, I never saw the bill; I'll bet it was less than half of what the same (it couldn't be the same...) meal would be in LA, NY or even home turf in Palm Desert.
PS - I forgot to mention the purple bread. The bread was purple.