So, I dreamed about it. Made grand plans with friends to go there while drinking too much wine. I never actually thought I’d go there, at least not any time in the near future, and then something awesome happened. I had a baby, and because the entire process (except the end result) SUCKED, my awesome husband got me a gift certificate to the mecca of all food places…The French freaking Laundry, people.
Are you ready for some killer food porn of the highest culinary degree? Really? Are you sure? You might want to grab a sandwich, cuz I won’t be responsible for your drool-soaked keyboards. Food pron, French Laundry style after the jump.