My one dinner at Jean-Georges several years ago was a big disappointment. I know that it has its fans, but I’m also aware that many others have had disappointing experiences, but when a friend asked to meet me there for lunch, I was willing to give it a second chance.
After looking at the wine book, I asked the young man who had presented it a question about the 2010 Grivot Vosne Romanee. His answer left us dumbfounded, but I managed to ask him what he would recommend, and it was something so wrong for what we wanted that I was left speechless. What he should have done, was not open his mouth except to say he would send over someone who knows something about wine, which he did, but not until I gave him the look. BTW, the sommelier thought the Grivot was a great choice.
We agreed on the tasting menu, and it offered us some exquisite dishes, but there was one obvious misstep. After a plate of 3 assorted amuse bouche, the first course was a very rich and luscious egg yolk topped with caviar. It reminded me of the egg sushi from the movie, Jiro Dreams of Sushi, even though it was nothing like that…it just made me think of it. Following this was a madai sashimi on crostini with shaved black truffle, delicious and acted as a palate cleanser after the richness of the previous course. Next was my favorite dish, parsnip ravioli with bits of coconut gelee in a beet vinaigrette - fantastic flavors. Then the botched course of Arctic char on a celeriac purée with a spicy cilantro sauce. From the first bite, all I tasted was salt, and not from the fish but from the purée. After salt, it was a jolt of heat from the sauce. We both tried eating the fish by itself but just wasn’t enjoyable. The fake wine guy, but reasonably good waiter, offered to redo or replace the dish, but we still had another savory course and didn’t need this one, so we declined. Next was my second favorite dish, crispy pig confit on rutabaga purée topped with a red onion marmalade. The over salted previous course was just a fleeting memory, and this one is probably the top one or two pig dishes I’ve had. The citrus dessert plate was a yawn, although I did like the creme brûlée on it. The mignardises were forgettable, and what’s up with the marshmallows? I didn’t like the pretentiousness of it at my dinner and I didn’t want to partake at this lunch.
At the end of the three hours, I’ve come to the conclusion that Jean-Georges needs to train his staff better (I wasn’t going to mention the bread server who missed my bread plate and dropped a roll on my dinner plate-not a big deal), and I don’t care to go back.