I know, I know. But the husband was so proud of making a reservation--I didn't want to ruin it by suggesting that V-Day is not the day to try a restaurant.
The dinner was $65 prix fixe for 5 courses:
Amuse bouche was scallop sausage bite on pickled bok choy; foie gras appetizer was 4 small bites of heaven (if a bit too red in the middle) with a savory/citrus sauce; salad of baby spinach, roasted shallots, bacon vinaigrette came with a mushroom and goat cheese strudel--excellent; we both had the entree of creamy spinach agnolotti (pasta pillows) in truffle butter which, after sending both generously-portioned plates back to the kitchen to correct egregious oversalting, came back as one of the most delicious pasta dishes we have ever eaten (even after last summer's Italy vacation); I don't recall what constituted the cheese plate, a 1- by 2-inch slice of soft cheese; panna cotta and the chocolate plate were desserts (chocolate cookies tasted off, cup of chocolate foam rode the fense between hot chocolate and thin chocolate pudding with intense chocolate flavor). With an espresso and 6 short pours of a nice Duck Pond Merlot(?) bill came to $250, which, unlike the food, was hard to swallow. Service, which could overpower a room of such intimacy, was very nice, perfectly attentive.
I am under the impression that, under normal dining circumstances, Sage is not an expensive restaurant, true? We did have a special time, though, and the food (after the oversalting incident) couldn't have been better executed. We even nabbed a legal on-street parking spot!