When your friend starts consulting for an eatery and invites you to try out their wares, what do you do? You say yaasssss, hold up, I'm on my way! That's exactly what I did when my friend Yasha invited me to Newbury. Just to be clear, I was invited in the capacity of a blogger and a friend who can be trusted to give honest feedback. I did not pay for anything, but this was one of those few times where I enjoyed everything at my table. I brought my cousin along who loves food as much as I do and has a discerning palate. The promise of a good carpaccio is what lured me to Newbury, and it was a promise delivered. Now for the purists, don't freak out when you see it was served on a crispy flatbread, hence the name Carpaccio Crisp. The truffle oil, dressing, and squeeze of the lemon provided atop the fresh, tender carpaccio blended perfectly with the crispy bread everything was settled on. I would skip on the rocket though. The peppery flavor overwhelms the carpaccio. But t
Food is in my genes.