The way I see it, if you’re going to spend money at Sona anyways, don’t be a penny-pincher with the 6 course menu: go for the 9 course menu. At around $300 per person (with the wine pairing), you’ll leave feeling satisfied and happy, which is a good thing because it offsets the crummy feeling you’ll have tomorrow knowing that you’ve just been evicted and that your roommate is looking for you to ask you about his missing laptop which you might have stolen or might have put up on Craigslist.
The food was creative without being overly off-the-reservation. Virtually every meat you can think of was served: shrimp, monkfish, halibut, duck, veal, sweetbreads, Wagyu beef.
Service was refined and the meal was worth my homelessness; two pluses if you ask me. That’s like if I not only made a billion dollars by inventing a time machine, but also then simultaneously putting Halle Berry in it so she could get un-knocked up and getting the chance to admit to her that I made a mistake when I told her, “It’s over.” Life’s hard sometimes.