So I girded my checkbook, put on my best dress and hat, and had lunch at Neiman Marcus' Rotunda restaurant in SF. YUM! As much as I wished it'd be pretentious and boring, the food was actually really good (if somewhat expensive)! Yay! And the service - made me feel like I actually belonged. They started me with a little bitty cup of chicken consomme (sp?), then brought me el humongo brioche along with a pot of strawberry butter to slather same with. Food heaven, fellow chowhounds! And that was all before the main course arrived.
Now I'm an addict though - I must have more of those brioches, and none of my handy-dandy cookbooks want to cough up a recipe for same. Sigh . . . just loaves of brioche for french bread, or restaurant sized portions to make for self and 50 of my closest friends. And I'm not a skilled enough cook to break down a recipe into 1/50th of its size. Alas! Am I to live this life of mundanity without at least a crumb of bread and strawberry butter? Please help! Any brioche recipes welcome!