One of the young men brought these little squares on the end of a paddle wrapped in a white linen sheath. We both looked at him, waiting for him to do something. Finally, he said, "These you just take in your fingers."
The center was a square of bacon powder, and it was wrapped in a sort of pineapple leather (although Rob pointed out later that it wasn't sticky or chewy like fruit leather).
The most memorable thing about this course was the wine. The sommelier had poured us Phillipe Portier Quincy 2005 from Loire to go with the skate. We had a little left, so after eating our bacon and pineapple, we took a sip of wine. We both immediately made terrible faces. The combination of that wine with the bacon was simply awful.
We heard from Fat Guy that they changed the wine pairings for the next night, when he ate at Alinea. So, they must have realized their mistake.
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