Perfect Persian: Dinner Out w/ The Mentor

Every few months, I meet with my mentor to trade war stories, professional/personal observations and advice, and generally laugh until we cry all of our makeup off. It’s always a great time, and I always leave our dinners feeling full of life and grateful for all of its blessings.

Our latest dinner took place at a Mediterranean Restaurant called Raffi’s Place.

We got to this place through a series of reviews about ‘another’ restaurant (which shall go unnamed). An increasing number of reviewers kept recommending this place so I went to check it out. I’m no stranger to Middle Eastern cooking (I’m a demon in the kitchen and been whipping up my own dishes since the tender age of… well, never mind that). We even did a Persian/Continental menu at our wedding (to accommodate our very mixed up/eclectic families). And it’s always interesting to hear folks go on and on about ‘perfect’ Persian food… only to be let down when I experience it first hand. How hard is it to get shriazi right… seriously?

Anyway, we headed over there and parked with the cheapest valet ever (2.50) and experienced what turned out to be a very impressive experience.

I had a kabob with shirazi (instead of rice) and Persian (Rosewater) Ice Cream. Delicious! The ambiance was lovely (a low humm of conversation on a balmy night) the service was impeccable, and the food was perfect. The price wasn’t too shabby either.

I pulled together a ‘warmed up’ makeup look for the occasion:


Chantecaille Future Skin Foundation (Banana)

MAC Pro Longwear Concealer (NC 42)

Burberry Blush in Russet


Burberry Quad in Dark Spice:

Gold on the lids

Warm Chestnut in the crease

Dark brown under waterline

MAC Eye Kohl in Smolder on waterline

Too Faced Better Than Sex Mascara


Burberry Lipstick in Brown Sugar

Dress for the place I think is casual/dressy for dinner. I noticed some dresses and pantsuits out and about. I popped on my All Saints (SpitalFields) blazer over a (faux) leather shirt and plain pants. I dusted off an extremely old pair of Prada platform sandals that I haven’t worn in 100 years and grabbed a cheap clutch (from some hole in the wall store. Might have paid $10 for it). Those earrings were $5 from somewhere on Melrose, and I stole hubby’s silver Tuareg shield pendant necklace for the occasion.

My mentor and I stayed until way too late (I had a 5am call this morning, and REALLY should have had my butt to bed at a decent hour), but it was worth every second. I had the BEST time, and I’m definitely going back.

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