


Burning tongue of fire.
Last night a very nice man named Damien took me to dinner at the ever-so swishtastic Fenix in Richmond. It was a highly inventive gastronomic experience which you can share by perusing the menu (white chocolate and tomato, anyone? Green apple tart with parsnip?) and if like me you say very loudly WHAT THE DEVIL IS 'CIDER AIR' WHEN IT'S AT HOME then you are clearly a fine citizen and we should spend more time together.
The best part of the evening was an 'introduction' to our meal which appeared in the kind of oversize smoky silver bowl usually seen adorning the dining table of the Addams Family.
Waiter: And to start, we have the chef's specialty...known as 'Liquid Nitrogen'.
Me: Sorry?
Waiter: (using tongs to free two tiny smoking meringues from the bowl of dry ice) Just let it settle and dissolve on your tongue.
Damien: Are you sure that's a good idea?
Waiter: Bon appetit.
There's nothing more unnerving than placing food in your mouth only to have smoke billow from your nostrils as though you were Puff the Magic Dragon throwing a hissy. We both stared at each other in amazement as this tiny piece of chemistry worked its magic and dissolved.
Me: There's smoke coming out of your ears.
Damien: I can't even fucking see you right now past the radioactive cloud.
The thing is, I'm all for adventurous dining. But this fucking thing melted the monkey out of my tongue and I AM STILL NUMB THIS MORNING and now I have to fly to Sydney to talk about books and I sound like a deaf person trying to bust rhymes.
Should I sue Fenix? My career as an opinionated moron is at stake here.
275 days til the next election.
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Meringues that make people breathe smoke? I'm glad that such a thing exists. My world feels more....complete now.
this place is on my list...
i want to add to my imminent foodie paunch while marvelling at what could have been if i'd only paid attention in Chem instead of listening to the Beastie Boys*.
*creating teh orsum drow-elf thieves for use in AD&D campaigns.
*hangs head*
Don't sue, but do mention them and the numbtounge every chance you get until they actually start paying you money to stop. Now *that's* the business.
Everyone who reads this is definitely going to Fenix now
Frozen meringue that numbs your tongue to begin the meal? The mind boggles at what those later courses might have tasted like. It's a pity your numb tongue prevented you from finding out.
Could this restaurant, by any chance, be run by complete wankers?
I know I oughtn't, but I am enjoying the thought of a deaf person busting rhymes. Like in We Can Be Heroes where the deaf teenager attempts to beatbox.
Ooh, I have a joke: Two deaf guys go to the pub. One gets a table while the other goes to the bar. The beers end up costing $20, so he asks the barman why it's so expensive. Apparently it's because there is some country and western band playing.
So the deaf guy goes back and relays this to his friend. "What kind of music was it?" the friend asks. He replies: "Some cunt from Preston."
Surely one pays less for beers when a C&W band is playing?
You obviously haven't been able to sleep as a result of this, judging by the sheer earliness ofthis post.
I would definitely sue.
Liquid Nitrogen? Hmmm. Perhaps if it froze your tongue solid that you could snap it clean off, but dry ice? Pffft.
That's right, I said PFFFFT!!!
oh, and this is a useful angle on molecular gastronomy.
r
ps. if the link doesn't display, apologies. je suis idiotique avec l'internette.
That's so odd; we had those little nitrogen balls when we went last Valentine's Day, and they just melted on my tongue, no smoke, no burning or numbness. Just nice and refreshing, but not even as intense as an ice block. You're weird, man.
I don't know if Lisa was being sarcastic but I totally want to visit Fenix now. XD
Ms Fits,
Don't forget to blog about Liquid Nitrogen coming out the other end.
A numb tongue is going to be the least of your worries
Frankly, I'd retract your post immediately. Raymond Capaldi is a... frightening man.
Working there, I received one of his threatening shoulder massages/pep talks, and I can still feel his cold hard fingers digging into my neck.
is that the same dude who lurks around on READY STEADY COOK and never wins cos he creates things like strawberry bolognaise and vanilla icecream with capsicum sauce. SERIOUSLY!
sounds degusting
at the risk of offending raymond capaldi who sounds just a little too italian for me, and his sicilian fingers of steel, i say bah humbug, what a load of shit. when i go to a restaurant i want the wank-factor to stay within normal levels. it sounds ridiculous and frankly it's put me off going there. it was on my list too.
I'm still flummoxed as to how they snuck Dumbledore's Penseive out of his office and into a restaurant in Melbourne.
I'm dining at Interlude tomorrow night, which sounds equally as - if not more - wanky as Fenix.
I shall be eating before go.
I just don't understand people who judge a restaurant before they have even gone. If it's too "wanky" for you, then by all means go somewhere else. Go with an open mind or don't bloody go at all.
Damian obviously took you on the "cheap" night !
A not very clever utilisation of the Leidenfrost effect, in which an insulating layer of vapour will form between two things at extremes of temperature (ie. your mouth and the nitrogen - or more excitingly, your finger and molten metal). The problem being that the vaguaries of the environment of your mouth and the inveitable warming of the nitrogen past it's Leidenfrost point, will leave cold burns on your tongue.
Leidenfrost wiki:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leidenfrost_Effect
it's a pretty stupid way to start a meal, because it will dull your tastes even if it doesn't burn you. Either way, it doesn't say much for the head chef's cooking.
You got burned.
Haha. Sue them!
is that you mr oliver?
I should point out that when I say things, I mean typically a solid and a liquid.
The Leidenfrost point is the temperature at which the super cold/hot liquid no longer generates the vapour layer... and burns you.
I say good on places like Interlude and Fenix that stick their necks out to be a little different. http://www.theworlds50best.com lists 4 (including 1st and 2nd place) restaurants pioneering avant-garde/molecular gastronomy, no doubt in whose footsteps these supposed "wacky" Melbourne restaurants are trying to emulate.
Give them a break, or would you prefer Melbourne's dining scene remains in the dark ages?
MsFits, you have to check this out! Hi-larious!!
http://www.nytimes.com/slideshow/2007/02/05/fashion/shows/20070205_THOMBROWN_SLIDESHOW_1.html
I heartily applaud those who stick their necks out to be different, spice of life.. etc.
Sticking someone else's neck out to be different, as you do when you indice someone to put liquid nitrogen in their mouth, is an entirely different matter.
Sticking someone else's neck out to make money, well, there's a whole 'nother conversation.
Im fairly new to this blog, found it by way of Antony Loewenstein's blog. Its a nice blog, this blog, although it needs a feature wall and a cascading fountain. Cheers.
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