In our usual slightly late, slightly non-traditional fashion, we had our Christmas dinner tonight.
Location: zazu, which can also be called Why Sonoma County Kicks So Much Ass and If You Live in San Francisco, Cross That Bridge and Drive, Drive to Santa Rosa Now.
I am tempted to make a list explaining exactly why zazu is so ridiculously awesome (black pig salumi that they make themselves, a "mystery wine" option where you have to guess the varietal and region, the nicest chef ever -- I heart Duskie!), but seeing as I made a big list yesterday, let's approach this from a different angle.
How about one simple phrase?
Grass-fed beef burger topped with foie gras and served with truffle fries.
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