Taste Restaurant

For Mother’s Day, my dear husband took me to my favorite restaurant, Taste. It was a beautiful drive to Plymouth yesterday afternoon, but did I have my camera so I could share the gorgeous California scenery with you? No, of course I didn’t. We drove through the valley to the foothills and saw valley oaks, hundreds of pygmy goats with their babies in pastures, volcanic rock formations, wild flowers, vineyards, and snow still on the distant Sierra Nevada Mountains. Dinner at Taste is always a treat and always delicious. Greg had prawns for the first course and deemed them the best prawns he had ever eaten, and he also had mushroom cigars. I was skeptical, too, the first time I heard of mushroom cigars, but they are a treat that shouldn’t be missed—chopped mushrooms rolled in phyllo dough and baked, served on little dabs of mashed potatoes with truffle gravy. We both had filet mignon, our favorite, topped with green peppercorn butter, and served with grilled asparagus and lyonnaise potatoes. I had sorbet for dessert—pineapple, blood orange, and raspberry.
But our very first course was a bottle of pink sparking wine that we shared with our two favorite servers and the owners of Taste to toast their two recent awards. Taste was voted in the top 50 U.S. restaurants by Open Table and voted the Best New American Restaurant by KCRA (for non-Sacramentans, it is a local TV station).
Check out their website at www.restauranttaste.com and try to get to Plymouth for dinner.