Not My Bag), but because of our 8:45pm reservation, the place started clearing out just as we were ordering. We took up our server (or at least, one of them) on her offer to move. So nook + people watching + deliciousest food in the world = happiness.
Ahem! Komi. The myth. The Legend. No Photos Allowed. A chef described as a wunderkind. #1 on the Washingtonian Top 100 Restaurant List (in 2009 and 2010). Obama Date Night Destination. A realization that "best ever" is accurate. And many other things that lots of people have already said (P.S. that last link was probably most influential--when I first moved here it was Jason from DCFoodies that I heeded most. Of course the number of food blogs has decadrupled since that time).
We quickly informed our server that we were "going for the gold"--the degustazione. After all, who knows when--or if--we'll be back. I was a little nervous that I'd forget certain plates (lost in the wine, perhaps?) so J and I played the "I'm going on a picnic game" every couple courses where we tried to name them all. And then afterward I quickly scribbled (*2010 style) notes and took a screen shot for y'all. This is as raw as I get guys. Seriously. I'm showing you my screen. You know my battery life, and that I'm the kind of person that wants the percentage displayed.
Makoto, which Zagat is in love with. It was light and didn't have a hint of fishiness. It provided cool (but not cold) and flavorful, super light bites. BTW, the first bunch of dishes are called mezzathakia. Mmmm.
The adorable tiny bun (as in bread) topped with creme fraiche and roe was SO DELICIOUS! It reminded me that I look forward to making this appetizer from Mango & Tomato. But now it has to be homemade adorable still-warm one-bite mini buns, right?
The spanikopita with the liquid center was another one-biter. We all know how I love liquid center fried items.
Braised asparagus - awesome. Tagliatelle with mushrooms & blueberries TOTALLY WORKED! J was a little nervous that it would be strange, you know, with the blueberries. But no. The goat shoulder was unbelievable. I described it to a friend (who hasn't eaten goat) as brisket meets dark turkey meat, but not. One thing that's tough about a large tasting menu is that by the time you get to the seriously hearty main course kind of stuff, you are stuffed. But at Komi, the bites are tiny, and they build progressively in weight and flavor so that you not only have room for the goat, but you LOVE eating it and basically finish the (large) plate (to share).
Same with the desserts. The desserts were amazing. Honestly. Amazing. The caramel? For real?! At a lot of restaurants I want to eat dessert but I just can't. I am too full. I was ready for dessert. Again, the build-up and the timing at Komi made not only eating dessert, but ENJOYING it, super duper easy.
The service was incredible. Attentive (how could it not be, we saw servers pretty frequently with that massive list of plates), but it didn't seem like they were always around. Plates came, plates went, wine was re-filled (we shared one bottle...it was a weekday!), but I still felt like we had our own space.
The only thing I really didn't like at Komi was something I didn't actually eat at Komi. It was my little take home treat, a root beer lollipop. And I'm a root beer fan, normally. In this photo, it appears to be driving up Massachusetts Avenue.
The menu is not for picky eaters, but unlike other wild-seeming tasting adventures, this one truly produced one spectacular (looking and tasting) dish after another. Pick a special occasion, or make one up. Make a reservation. We made ours 30 days in advance by phone for a weekday late seating. That was before The Prez made an appearance, though. Last step: go, relax, and enjoy.
1509 17th Street NW
Metro: Red Line to Dupont Circle
P.S. If it's not obvious, this was the best meal I've ever had to date. Really, ever. But maybe that will change one day.