Last night, I had dinner with a friend at Fooq’s, an intimate spot downtown. Restaurant founder David Foulquier’s Franco-Persian roots are evident in the offerings and my friend and I tried our best to put together an eclectic spread of dishes with our choices: crispy honey-glazed brussel sprouts and fish stew, octopus a la plancha, bucatini amatriciana, and a delicious date cake.
There’s a beautiful collection of Japanese gardens in the heart of South Florida suburbia. Morikami is beautiful and peaceful–a haven for the contemplative soul, a retreat for the tranquil-hungry looking for a place to get away from the noise of the everyday for an afternoon.
The walk through the gardens is a winding path. Every so often, you’ll spot a stone lantern by the wayside. Solitary benches dot the whole area, somewhere you can sit, pray, think, read, admire the view in front of you. Across wooden bridges, over still waters, you’ll eventually come to the Ancient Gate. Made of Japanese cypress, it stands guard before the bamboo grove. Here, even before you cross the threshold, you can hear the sound of the bamboo stalks knocking against each other in the breeze. A walk under a canopy of trees and around a bend will lead you to the rock and sand gardens, where the raked patterns mimic water ripples. A lovely bonsai collection and waterfall wait for you at the end of it all.