Can Ravioli (or any food for that matter) be orgasmic?
After hearing a chef (jokingly I think) describe his spring ravioli creation as orgasmic, I wondered if such a term should be used.
I did find a Ravioli with Lemon Butter Sauce by Sheetal Shah of Melbourne (Australia) who shares his recipes under the moniker of Veggie Orgasm.
Are vegetarians more passionate about what they eat?
Also from Melbourne, Foodaholic writes in Spring Dessert that Coconut gelato was orgasmic with the balsamic compote…
Maybe it is just an Australian thing?
Not really as a review of Imperia Restaurant in Toronto proves: Take his seemingly straightforward veal and spinach ravioli
($15, half order $8). Orgasmic doesn’t quite do it proper justice,
bathed as it is in a sinful yet exquisitely simple sage butter.
On Slow Travel Italy , Dennis from PA goes "on our first visit to Il Canto (outside Florence) in 2001, the food was orgasmic…the pear
and pecorino ravioli, Tuscan steaks and desserts were to die for, but
it was our server, Simona, who put the evening over the top."
Sounds like food and orgasmic like truffle oil on many menus nowadays could be used with more parsimony.
A light touch on Friday morning…
Recent food bite: Men are from Mars, Fries are from Belgium