This was probably the best meal I ever remember having. All the food was hot, delicious, attractively presented and a joy to eat! I don't know how the caterer managed to keep everything warm and serve all the people (probably 3 to 400) nearly simultaneously, but they did.
When I remembered to snap the photo, I had already eaten two of the tiny tomatoes, which had been grilled (I think), and they were exactly how a tomato should taste!
Starting from the rare beef at 4:00, and going clockwise, the beef rested on a bed of julienne potatoes, which were crispy and perfect, cod fish with a capered sauce, done to perfection, a cake of sweetened polenta topped with what I think were pomegranate seeds, roasted asparagus (al dente) and the aforementioned tiny tomatoes (both yellow and red.)
Mr. kenju told me 48 and 1/2 years ago that he doesn't eat fish. He will eat boiled shrimp and lobster, but that is the extent of his seafood diet. And except for the one time I tried to pass off an albacore tuna casserole as chicken, he has never even tasted fish. His theory was that because his mom force-fed him cod-liver-oil as a child, he could not stand the taste of fish. I have tried to tell him many times that not all fish tastes that way, but he was adamant.
So, fast-forward to last Friday evening at The Library of Congress dinner, where I noticed about 1/3 of the way into the meal that mr. kenju was eating the fish. Imagine my surprise and also delight.....lol. I mentioned to my other seatmate that I was going to watch and see if he ate the whole serving before saying anything, so she watched too. Our daughter, seated on the other side of the table, was oblivious to this - and oh, how I longed to tell her!!
When the meal was over, I asked him how he liked the food. He answered that it was all very good (and that was evident, since his plate was almost licked clean.) I said..."What did you think of the fish?" and he looked at me with such perplexed eyes and said..."What fish?" I told him that he had not only eaten it, but did so with relish, as far as I could tell. He was completely unbelieving - but it was proven by our table mates, who all got a big kick out of it, but not as much as our daughter and I did. She could hardly wait to text our other two children and tell them about Daddy's big fish adventure.....He will never live this down, of course. The trouble is, he now says he will not ever do it again. Go figure.