The Price of Eggs….

I saw the price tag for a four-course caviar tasting and thought, absolutely not….have you seen the price of chicken eggs? But somehow like always, I ended up there with my purse that can barely hold two items across the table from an amazing date with perfect taste,

both in food and me….

Let’s take it back. Before TikTok, before Marky’s, before Whole Foods started handing out 20% off caviar deals, I had never really had it. I mean, at $60 a tin (all the way up to $1,000+), I wasn’t just out here casually gulping down caviar. But now? Now, it’s my little luxury, my special treat.

Sure, caviar is a "delicacy" (we won’t talk about consumerism and "influence” politics today) but let’s be real it’s also the inevitable result of scrolling TikTok at 2 AM and deciding you suddenly deserve the taste of something you’ve never even had before.

Caviar Experience

The Tasting: A Four-Caviar Experience

So let’s get into it. I got to try four different types of caviar, and honey, I had a BALL. Each one had its own vibe, and here’s how it all went down:

  • White Sturgeon: Smooth, buttery, and subtle. This one melted on my tongue with a slightly nutty finish. A very gentle introduction.

  • Kaluga: A little saltier, a little firmer. It had that satisfying pop when you press it against the roof of your mouth. More ocean vibes, but in a good way.

  • Golden Osetra: Ooooh, we fancy now. This one was rich, complex, almost creamy. It had depth. Think of a good glass of wine compared to an exceptional one.

  • Siberian Sturgeon: The big boss. Briny, bold, and full of personality. If you love oysters or sea urchin, this is for you. Definitely not for the faint of heart, but if you’re a seafood lover, this is IT.

And let’s talk about the accoutrements because they were unlimited! Blinis, crème fraîche, chives, and egg? I went in thinking I was a homemade potato chip girl, but by the end, I was fully committed to the blini life.

So yeah, call it indulgence, call it influence, call it whatever you want. Because baby, I’m officially a caviar savant in my head, or at least i’m playing the part.

xoxo,

The Soirée Savant