I also noted a sweet element and something with a mysterious texture that I thought might be grainy mustard in what I thought was a dressing on what I thought was a salad. I immediately identified a grape and Belgian endive by their shape and crunch. All.įinally after countless unsuccessful attempts I finally got some food into my mouth. I tried poking at the contents of the bowl with my finger only to feel something cold, wet, and soft. I was temporarily dumbfounded and helpless. Try and imagine eating something that you can’t see whose shape and texture and size is unknown. I felt the rim of the bowl with my hands to determine the size and then tried stabbing my fork into the bowl but nothing came back to my mouth. The starter came very quickly and the strange eating began. One benefit of dining in darkness? Nobody can see you when you make a doofus move like this.Īnd then the food.
For my first sip, I completely misjudged the height of the bottle and bumped it into my two front teeth. We started off with two bottles of mineral water and spent the next 90 minutes trying desperately not to knock them off the table while still occasionally hydrating ourselves. I took off my Fitbit and stashed it deep in my purse with my phone so as not to ruin the blackout experience. I felt immediately discombobulated.īobby then accomplished a seemingly impossible feat by getting us seated at our table without incident. You know how when you’re walking somewhere in poor lighting and you can’t see, you take teensie tiny baby steps out of caution? Well Bobby was walking full speed ahead and my brain and feet couldn’t agree on what speed to go. Then he took off way too quickly and I tried to keep up. Bobby asked that Jeff and I get in a single-file line behind him, conga line style, except with our hands on the shoulders of the person in front of us instead of their waist. Within seconds we were introduced to our waitperson Bobby and then began the first out-of-my-comfort-zone adventure: getting to our table. We got to choose the main dish but the other courses were going to be a surprise. (All the better to see the menu.) We opted for the 3-course meal which included a starter, a main dish, and a dessert. When we arrived we were greeted, temporarily seated outside in a covered vestibule, and asked to place our order before being ushered in. Yes, we ate a vegetarian meal at Vancouver BC’s Dark Table. Can’t find my mouth, for that matter, darkness. But on this night we dined in total darkness. This is remarkable since I’m usually the high maintenance blogger customer who wants a table by the window for the best natural light so I can take 14 pictures of my water glass before I take my first sip. The reason? I recently had a one-of-a-kind, exhilarating, completely mind-bending dining experience…but I took no pictures of the food.
This post isn’t going to have any pictures.
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