It’s 5 o’clock, and you’re leaving the office in search of some post-work libations and snacks before dinner. You could go the traditional happy hour route — where you’re limited to a few drinks and small bites within a short window of time — or you could up the ante and visit a Japanese izakaya.
“Figs?” she asked, “What about putting a little pomegranate molasses in them?” She took me into the kitchen, and poured two slow-moving drops of the stuff onto the end of a fork and put it in my mouth. It was a flavor new to me– sweet, sour, full of depth. It was exactly what the figs needed to make them interesting without taking over the dessert. I learned something new.