I'm Dreaming of a Swank Christmas - 12/16 ['07]

[blueerica]

I think the each end of the table got different batches of EVERYTHING.

Or maybe I just got the dregs. And not the dregs with the good bits of crawfish. It was just pureed tomato, which I would have been happier with, had I not had the expectation of any sort of fish.

I wanted it to be so good because I don't think I've ever not liked a bisque. I may have just had my hopes up and my tastebuds spoiled after years of my grandma's fantastic soups. Though the onion soup at Jazz Kitchen seemed a bit different than others I've had, as in it was almost creamy, I thought the difference was delightful. I was considering getting just that soup as opposed to the sampler, but couldn't make up my mind between the bisque and the onion soup.

In retrospect, I should have paid attention to my "safe" instinct and gotten the onion soup, only to hear about how great the bisque was for everyone else. Sometimes not knowing is better.