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Blue (Blood) Plate Special

Stimulate your palate with a $1,200 dinner for two

Carrington Fox

Published on May 15, 2008

The CEOs and VIPs who dine regularly in the old house at 37 Rutledge Street probably won’t be getting many stimulus checks, since the $600 shot in the arm is intended for folks earning less than a gazillion dollars annually. But what better way to see how the other tenth of 1 percent lives than to take your joint-filer for a romantic $1,200 dinner for two at the culinary Shangri-la of Andrew Chadwick’s on Rutledge Hill.

Coincidentally, $1,200 is the going rate for a pound of the black truffles that Chadwick imports from Périgord, so you could just ask for a snoutful of the fungus known as Black Gold. Smarter money, though, will indulge in a sampling of Chadwick’s extravagant creativity.

Tell your server you’d like the “tasting menu on steroids.” It’s not on the menu, but Chadwick will know what you mean, and he’ll goose the regular $80 prix-fixe meal into a $180 spread so decadent it’s almost naughty.



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