“A story like mine should never be told. For my world is as forbidden as it is fragile. Without its mysteries it cannot survive. I certainly wasn’t born to the life of a geisha. Like so much in my strange life, I was carried there by the current.” (memoirs of a geisha 2005)
Last night we had dinner at Conrad Gallagher’s restaurant Geisha. Conrad, a friend of my sister’s also a Michelin star chef, had opened up a Thai/Asian fusion restaurant here in Cape Town. To say the least, the least, the food was good but I wasn’t impressed. For a Michelin star chef, I expected a little bit more; however, there was one dish that caught me ear. It was called Baby Beef. It was little strips of steak, cut up and dipped into this yellow sauce. Eh…
Now for those that don’t now, Yev and I had been wanting to develop Baby (Italian) Beef’s for snacks or breakfast food. Like say you just had a Beef and hour and half ago and you want to nibble on something before your next Beef…Baby Beef. Or say you are just waking up, don’t want cereal or pancakes…Baby Beef. Or even better, you’re playing Madden 2008, it’s half time you only have a minute to spare before the next half and you’re quite hungry, yep you guessed it…Baby Beef.
Anyhow, check out Gallagher on Google. He’s pretty famous, I guess he has a show on Food Network.
