Lounging in a pool of herbaceous butter, a bite of the formerly humble garden crawlers can transport you to old Hollywood glamour, where the times seems more elegant and ritzy.
It certainly helps that the surroundings reflect the food and the mood. Tufted leather booths, smoky wood paneling, low mirrored ceilings and a kitschy mod art collection—they evoke a hybrid between speakeasy and a gentleman’s study. You can almost picture Frank Sinatra and the Rat Pack dining in the next table over.
As you perfect the art of extracting escargot in true Pretty Woman style, be sure to say hi to Mister Parker’s executive chef, Frank Decker. Deeply passionate about food, he is always game for sharing recipes or divulging the anatomy of a dish.
Since Chef Decker is currently tinkering with a new concept for the lounge of The Parker, he graciously gave me a sneak peak at a dish he’s working on: seared beef carpaccio with a spicy scallion angel hair and soy caramel. Indulgent yet light, it was the perfect interlude to the main attraction.
The special of the evening was a filet of sole over a bed of faro risotto, swiss chard, glazed carrots and sage butter. I rarely ever finish my food, but I cleaned the plate for this!
As the portions from Mister Parker’s are quite generous, it’s an undertaking to clear enough stomach real estate for dessert. If you do, I would recommend their profiteroles. They’re not your run-of-the mills boring cream puffs, no siree. Instead, they’re filled with zesty ginger curry ice cream, topped with roasted peach and paired with honeycomb candy. Flossy flossy.
Here’s to you, ol’ blue eyes!
4200 East Palm Canyon Rd
Palm Springs, CA 92262
Phone: (760) 770-5000