"A poached egg, for instance, arrives after being cooked at 147 degrees, so that the yolk and the white have exactly the same texture. It is served within a potato mousseline of astonishing lightness, over a thin chorizo crumble, the bowl dressed with a drizzle of sausage fat and a few edible flowers. The Lefebvres charge $14 for it. If the dish were served at a drive-through on Sunset Boulevard, they could get $20. Its effect is narcotic."
— Sam Sifton on LudoBites 5.0. Now, the next logical question would be this: How much for a dime-bag in South Central? Seriously. How much? And, where exactly may I procure some of this substance?
