Jason brought his dad to the James Beard House for father's day and I had the pleasure of tagging along. In honor of father's day, they brought a father and son team to cook and create the menu for brunch. Stephen Kleinman, the father, comes from Denver where he's the chef and owner of Cuisines and his son, Ian, is the chef at Aqua Restaurant & Lounge in Beverly Hills.
Once we walked through the doors, we were directed past the kitchen and into the backyard where they were serving champagne and mimosas. A little while later, servers came out with hors d'oeuvres. We were forewarned that the people there usually make a beeline for those hors d'oeuvres and it really was no exaggeration. As soon as I spotted a server holding a plate, less than a minute later, it was empty. Thankfully, they had more than enough to go around. Otherwise I would've had to knock down an old man trying to get past me.
There were three hors d'oeuvres being passed around: "Arepa Flour Crêpes with Red Mole Turkey, Apricot Sauce, and Chile Threads", "Blue Crab, Gruyère, and Maui Onion Frittatas", and "Mushrooms Stuffed with Bone Marrow Risotto". The mushrooms and frittatas were really good and the turkey I wasn't too crazy about. It was a little dry and I've never been a huge fan of mole. The major complaint I have about the whole hors d'oeurvres thing is that you have to use your fingers. Which generally is fine when you're eating food that's supposed to be eaten with your fingers, but they were too hard to pick up. Especially the mushroom since it was kind of soft and slippery. It would've also been nice if they spaced the food so there'd be enough room for you to pick up a piece without manhandling the neighboring pieces. I had a tough time with one of the mushrooms and touched the one sitting right next to it. I wonder how many fingers touched my mushroom before I put it in my mouth.
A little while later, we headed upstairs to our table. The place is charming. It's basically tables set up in the living/dining room of a house. It has a comfy, inviting feeling. We were lucky enough to have a table to ourselves. Everyone else had to sit with strangers since all other tables there seat about eight people.
The first course was the strawberry-poblano soup with cactus granite served in an ice bowl. This has got to be one of the most refreshing soups I've ever had. I'm not much of a cold soup drinker, but if more cold soups tasted like this, I'd be drinking cold soups year round. I thought strawberry and poblano were two odd things to put together but the sweet and spicy complemented each other very well. Ian was the creator of this dish and later in the Q&A session he told us he's considered the soup nazi back home because he loves experimenting with soups.
The "Scallop Ceviche with Vanilla Essence" appetizer was really good as well. I'm not a huge fan of scallop when it's not fully cooked, but this dish worked for me. Now, get ready for our main... "Colorado Grass-Fed Buffalo with Roasted Cipollini and Wattle Seed Hash; Brioche Napoleon with Espresso-Rubbed Bacon, Poached New York Farm Fresh Eggs, Grilled Fennel, Asparagus, and Calendula Hollandaise; and Heirloom Tomato Salad with Nipitella and Turkish Olive Oil". Yes, all that on one plate. It was all really good. The buffalo was my favorite but a couple of people at the table gave nods to the bacon which I found to be a bit too salty. To round off the meal, we were served a "Cashew and Pineapple Ice Cream with Rosemary-Grilled Pound Cake and Pomegranate Meringue" for dessert. Very average type of dessert, but still good.
All dishes were paired with wines and we were definitely feeling it after the meal was over. It's a lot of wine to drink during brunch, but hey, it's father's day.
Towards the end, the chefs came out, were thanked and presented with a gift. There was also a Q&A session where they answered questions from guests. One lady had the gall to ask why they made the bacon so salty that it was inedible. She immediately got booed from others. There's a little New York attitude for the chefs to take home with them.