And I won’t judge a meal by its disturbing similarity to a terrarium. Yep, that’s me above, snapping a pic of an actual, edible dish at Red Medicine in Beverly Hills. It’s called Wild Brook Trout Roe, and is every bit as delicious as it is pretentious.
I’ve been lucky enough to hit many of LA’s hotter restaurants in the past year, but I refuse to call myself a foodie, because as my friend Carolyn likes to point out: “Saying you’re a foodie is just a fancy way of saying you aren’t getting laid.”
