Mr. and Mrs. Gluttony's Gluttonous Gala

The other night we were invited to an exclusive, velvet red rope affair in a loft located in [an undisclosed location in the tri-state area]. Of course, since LA foodwriters like to protect their anonymity, so I will scour this account to make sure you will never know who these people really are. Like superheroes. The crowd was a cool mix of friends, co-workers and food writers. Of course, food writers are also friends, so the designation is indivisible.



[The Gluttonys] had an idyllic wedding in [a dazzling undisclosed location in the tri-state area], and now the celebration of their nuptuals had arrived.



What else would you expect from a food writer than...food! The evening naturally revolved around eating and drinking, congratulations and greetings. We were greeted first by a taco cart that was smoking with chicken, carnitas, beef and onions. I've been on a diet, but for this event, I would bend the rules a bit and gorge myself on the two-bite tacos. The tables were decorated with fresh roses, which I took some artistic license.



I don't have pictures of the tacos to preserve their identity, but they were spectacular (as a taco can get), ranking right up there with Tacos Mexico. No, I'm not reviewing the food, just making an observation. The only painful part of the evening was biting into the freshly grilled jalapenos. I warned my wife it was hot, but she didn't believe me and paid the price. We both like hot food, so she wasn't scarred for life, but I was the only one who acutally finished mine. You could light a cigarette with these firecrackers.



Here is Jonah from LA Foodblogging, La Digesty, NY Digesty, Vegetarian Digesty, Digesty Bangladesh, Aztec Digesty, and [undisclosed location in the tri-state area] Digesty. The blob next to him is his wife. Don't they make a cute couple?

The pinnacle of the evening was Dylan's phenomenal catering. You know Dylan from No Reservations and he also writes a site called Eat Drink And Be Merry.

I started with the Truffled Edamame Hummus on Parmesan Crisps. Wow. Fantastic.

I'll let the pictures speak for themselves:



Next: Dungeness Crabcakes with Remoulade



Next: Hawaiian Tune Poke with Yuzu and Green Apples



Next: Spiced Harissa Dip on Pita Triangles



Looks delicious, no?

So the rest of the night was continual gorging, drinking and picture taking.



It got to the point where we ran out of things to take pictures of, so we turned on each other.

...and shadows



...and graffiti



Then came the cupcakes. These weren't made by Dylan, but they could have been.



Cupcakes are all the rage right now.



These were single bite cupcakes of varying flavors.



These don't taste as good, but they're pipes.



Finally, before we left, someone took our picture, and my glasses are crooked. Thanks.



That lovely woman next to me is my wife.