Stale coffee. Rubber boots. Those were the scents that welcomed me as I stepped into My Apartment for dinner on a quiet Friday night.
My Apartment truly embraces a "catch as catch can" approach to cuisine. On an off day, one may walk in to find a full refrigerator boasting fresh and recognizable foodstuffs from all of the major food groups. On most days, however, nobody has been to the grocery store in several weeks, and any produce in the fridge is a rotting impulse buy from the local farmer's market.
It's days like these that you get the true My Apartment dining experience. And I was lucky enough to dine at My Apartment on such a barren day.
My amuse-bouche was a simple Polly-O String Cheese that I ate "like a bun-less hotdog," and not string-by-string as string cheese is traditionally eaten. I ate the cheese stick in the kitchen, with my coat still on and my bag still on my shoulder. The "beggar's first meal" approach to this course made it taste all the better. My desperation complimented the processed cheese nicely.
As an appetizer, I had the hummus and carrots. But this was not your average hummus and carrots. On the contrary, I was pleased to find that the carrots were dried out and semi-shriveled, thanks to the chef's careful preparation of leaving the carrot bag in the fridge with a big hole torn into it without any attempt made to reseal the carrots.