"Crawling off the plate. .."

Crawling off the plate rare.  That's how I like my filet mignon. Which I almost never have to enjoy because frankly I can't afford the top dollar cut and also there are only a few select places I trust to use the best meat and cook it to perfection. 

Tonight. .. we dined out at my favorite local restaurant,  Flat Iron, here in Red Hook.  This place only gets its food from local farms (and I mean actually local. ..like up the street.  Yes, I am proud to say that this is my neck of the woods. )
The plates vary based on the seasons and what is available.  I always get the filet mignon, but the sides change. . Last time there was a kind of scalloped potato and veg. .this time it was green beans with a crispy polenta. They have a few sauces to choose from but I ever only go to the garlic butter. 

M was so well behaved... I, for one of the first times since having my little darling, did not have to scarf my meal so I could tend to her.

  I ate slow. ...
...enjoying every perfectly sliced piece of red love. ... using my knife to take the garlic garnish from its metallic dish and smoothly gesture it across the beating meat and into my mouth like a conductor with their fluid hand!
Shuffle ball change. ..sip of wine.  Break a bean and dink dink the two halves onto the fork and I'm masticating a green or a yellow seasoned veg. ....back to the star. ..and repeat. ..

This is truly my all time favorite dish.  I am content.   I love also the colors on the plate.

How am I supposed to go on cooking after such a feast by my heart. ..

They also have a lovely house red wine. 
Cheers.