6:59 a.m. I ate deer brains for dinner last night. And they were pretty good, too. I'm not sure what possessed me to order deer brains other than the fact that I was in a very fancy French restaurant and wanted to try something I'd never eaten before. I am glad I got dressed up when I walk down from my room. I knew it would be posh, but I am still a little surprised. This restaurant is supposed to be the best on the island.
The servers are in crisp black suits and bow ties. I am seated at a table overlooking the pool in the center of the room. Very nice. There are several groups of people around me dressed to the nines in suits and sparkly dresses. I smooth down my dress. I am wearing a black and white knee length Asian style dress with black heels. My hair is up in a French Twist.
I cross my legs and sit back in my chair. I am an observer. It is my job. So I enjoy watching the interactions of the buisness people and couples surrounding me. After a few minutes, I pick up the menu. I decide on the deer brain appetizer, a halibut entre with a lovely white sauce that reminds me of lobster bisque, and a chocolate souffle with orange sauce for dessert. The food is fantastic and I savor every bite. Um.. except I can't finish my brains. It's not that the flavor is bad. They are rather neutral, actually, and seem to take on the flavors they are mixed with. I think it's the texture that bothers me. They have the consistency of a stiff pudding or cooked eggs. I slice off a cross section and look closer. The little anatomist in my mind notes the lack of gray matter. Deer aren't very bright. Still, I am a slightly disturbed to be eating another animal's brain. Can you get Mad Cow Disease from a deer? Mad Deer Disease?