Gone Wild at Compass

January 29th, 2004 · 11 Comments

Sweet Garlic Capuccino
Sweet Garlic Capuccino
Stuffed Skate Wing
Stuffed Skate Wing
Apple Struedel
Apple Struedel
Blueberry Panna Cotta
Blueberry Panna Cotta

Jessica, Tien, Jeannette, Yvan and I had dinner at Compass tonight to celebrate NYC Restaurant Week*. Really swank place, they’ve won awards for their interior design. The food is wonderfully cooked and beautifully presented. I had the sweet garlic capuccino with parmesan croutons, the stuffed skate wing with crushed potatoes and sauce meununiere and the apple struedel with caramel sauce, gianduja and vanilla ice cream. Also, before dinner at the bar we had these really delicious breadsticks and after dinner we were each given a cranberry scone to take home for breakfast the next morning. And that’s not all! Another round of desserts included a plate of blueberry panna cotta surrounded by pistachio cookies, coconut bon bons and some chocolate truffles (more on this later!). So.. Compass.. excellent place. Really really nice… until we roll in. Then things quickly go to hell (in a good way!).

Jeannette & Yvan
Jeannette & Yvan, Compass, Upper West Side, Manhattan

I don’t know if it was the wine that we were drinking or the breadsticks at the bar that were laced with an addictive drug (they really were, I confirmed it with the hot bartender!) or if there was just something in the air.. but we were entirely up to no good the whole evening. We go to one of the best restaurants that I’ve been to in quite a while and forgot to check our 6th-grade humor at the door! But that’s ok.. our waiter was into it! Before we even ordered or dinner Yvan and Jessica placed a bet that had Jessica ordering her dinner something like this:

Jessica: “The beef shoulder… does that have a bone in it? I want the big bone inside, pleeeeese!” (as she says please she makes a gesture towards.. uh.. her netherlands).
Waiter: “Uh. Can you say that again?”
Jessica: ” I want the big bone inside, pleeeese!” (gesture again)
Everyone at the table: Laughing hysterically and hiding behind their menus.. Jess tries to explain the bet.
Waiter: “These guys paid you to say that!?”
Jessica: “Yeh!”
Waiter: “I have to go get our manager.” (He now dissappears and we wonder if we’re going to get kicked out of this fine establishment. He reappears with the manager)
Waiter: “Please repeat what you just said.”
Jessica: “I want the BIG BONE INSIDE, pleeese!” (head toss & gesture)
Manager: Cracks up laughing
Waiter: Cracks up laughing
Everyone at the table including Jess: Hyperventilating
Manager: “Sure thing! I’ll have a private talk with the chef about that!”

Compass

Compass
Compass, Upper West Side, Manhattan

Our waiter’s name at Compass was Bobby and he was awesome. Really fun guy.. he could see that we were a fun group and he made sure we had a great time. He was honest about selections on the menu and spent a ton of time at our table chatting with us, laughing and joking. He joined in on our dirty conversations.. Jessica even told him a prison sex joke we learned last night (thanks, Jeff!). And someone who will remain nameless, ahem.. me, had to shake it like a poloroid picture. A riot. Bobby is southern Irish gent who sure could hold his liquor. And made sure that the four hours we were there were spent eating wonderful food and laughing our guts out between bites. This was all great for us and probably very annoying to the tables around us.. but oh well! There are many things that went on and that were talked about that will not be mentioned here and also many photos, including one on Bobby’s cellphone cam that is particularly embarassing to me, that I hope will never see the light of day.. I just hope Bobby has a job tomorrow. That’s all I’ve got to say!! Oh, and just so you know, a 30% tip will get you a free round of drinks, an additional dessert or two and this adorable photo:

Rachelle, Bobby, Jessica
Rachelle, Bobby and Jessica, Compass, Upper West Side, Manhattan

*Restaurant Week is a week in which over 170 New York City restaurants allow the likes of us to eat in their fancy establishments for a reasonable price. During Restaurant Week three-course lunches are $20.04 and three-course dinners are $30.04.

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11 responses so far ↓

  • 1 tien mao's little read book... // Jan 29, 2004 at 7:25 am

    Restaurant Week 2004 - Dinner at Compass

    Last night, I went to eat at Compass - my second trip to a fancy restaurant this week, all thanks to Restaurant Week. This time, I ventured to the Upper West Side with Jeannette, Jess, Rachelle, and Yvan. It was a great time. There is nothing like a…

  • 2 tien // Jan 29, 2004 at 7:56 am

    it should be noted that i have a lot of those photos…including a photo with the same pose that bobby has on his camera phone. some photos could make the rachelleb.com pay section.

  • 3 rachelleb // Jan 29, 2004 at 7:58 am

    that’s true. and is also the reason that I wont be posting that embarassing photo of you with the hotdog any time soon!

  • 4 Nan // Jan 29, 2004 at 9:17 am

    Jessica is a riot! I was busting a gut reading that! Hilarious!!

  • 5 rachelleb // Jan 29, 2004 at 9:29 am

    in order to get the money, yvan told her excactly what she had to say and how she had to say it and even what gestures to make.. i was really impressed that she pulled it off! i wonder what the next bet will be (wink, wink)

    for breakfast i just ate the 3 truffles i brought home last night. yummmmmmmlaskdfjasdlkhgadhgadskl;fjasd;f

  • 6 scott // Jan 29, 2004 at 10:09 am

    even the prison sex joke made it uptown, wow.

  • 7 joel // Jan 29, 2004 at 10:30 am

    Tien, my email address is my first name @joeloliveira.com. Thx! ;)
    and I really wish I was at that dinner with you guys … people up here don’t get like that, it’s the whole New England uptight-edness or something … I dunno.

  • 8 tien // Jan 29, 2004 at 11:10 am

    joel, i believe rachelle said that she would send you some of the photos. but she made me promise not to send the racier ones. she wanted those for the pay section.

  • 9 joel // Jan 29, 2004 at 11:35 am

    fair enough!

    It’s a shame I have nothing of interest to trade. And by “interest” I mean nothing having to do with “racy”. That word and *me* should never be in the same sentence EVER.

    I think I need to get a new camera - I left mine in Brazil with my family.

  • 10 Richard // Jan 29, 2004 at 1:34 pm

    What is gianduja?

    That story is hilarious.

  • 11 rachelle // Jan 29, 2004 at 1:39 pm

    gianduja is basically a fancy way of saying chocolate-hazelnut. so the apple struedel came with caramel sauce and both vanilla and chocolate-hazelnut ice creams.