Lobster is bronzed with exotic garam masala curry alongside a pouf of lemony creme fraiche. A cute little apricot macaroon is served alongside a demitasse of powdered green matcha that gets whisked tableside for a mini-tea ceremony. Then comes the foie gras flan topped with slices of shabu-shabu poached duck breast. And then a slice of kobe strip steak that, despite its thinness, filled my mouth with a complete sensation of beefy well-being.

LaBan: That Doesn’t Make Ya Gay, Does It?

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