A Seat At Talula’s Table
One day we may actually make it out to Talula’s Table in Kennett Square but until such time we will read stories like Sloth Street’s and salivate.
The meal kept churning along, with a solid salt-cod fritter that I donâ€™t really remember that well, and an interesting take on Beef Wellington that substituted rabbit for steak. The meal may have hit its peak, though, on the fourth course, a chorizo stuffed quail. With an aromatic broth that tempted us all when they first put down the plates, the dish featured a (thankfully) de-boned quail with a spicy sausage unearthed after a few bites. It was creative and delicious, and actually overshadowed the next course, which would have been a tremendous hit any other time. It was a smoked short rib and beef tenderloin dish where the smoke was pronounced and delicious. But Iâ€™ll be damned if I wasnâ€™t still thinking of that quail.
Talulaâ€™s Table [Sloth Street]