On what was supposed to be our final night in Aspen (Kendrick and I stayed an additional night due to high tail winds), we headed to Cache Cache for some serious decadence.

This was the second time I’ve ever tried escargots (the first was at a bar in rural Canada), and I continue to be pretty displeased by the stuff. I’m not squeamish about the snail thing in the least…but eating escargots is like chomping on a garlicky tongue, and that’s not what I’m looking for in fine cuisine. I do, however, like that eating them gives me an excuse to say “slippery little suckers” and grin winningly.

Sea scallops are always fab, and I didn’t expect the sunny-side-up egg to bring a lot to the dish…but it actually did add just the right hint of butter and texture. Totally unexpected, and totally wonderful.

The highlight of the meal was the Foie Gras Terrine with berry preserves and toast (pictured with Alaskan King Crab and cantaloupe); the sweetly sour preserves made the decadent slab of foie even more so, if such a thing is possible. The photo is woefully unrepresentative of the dish’s splendor, but please do try it anyway.