My traditional sushi dinner was delightful as always.
Nothing beats sushi for a celebratory meal. I'll put some pix on flickr soon-ish.
But the highlight of the evening was the mind-blowing birthday cake Devra made me.
The wife argues that it was more of a tort...but it was my birthday so I'm pulling rank and staying with "cake".
Let me see if I can get the description right- a delicious chocolate crust topped with puffed rice & melted chocolate supporting two layers of mousse, one chocolate and one peanut butter. Beautiful chocolate frosting with a technical name I forget (Devra?) with chopped nuts pressed into the sides.
It was bar none the most delicious cake I've ever eaten.
And I'm not a cake guy- I'll eat a piece to be polite, but never before have I been stopped in my tracks by a raucous party of flavors cutting the proverbial rug on my taste buds. It was the culinary equivalent of crossing Cinco De Mayo with the Running of the Bulls, only to be attempted by trained professionals under controlled conditions.
DAMN that cake was good~!
Tonight we're off to dinner with timmy, burl & the Fiend & I'm looking forward to spreading the good word of Devra's chocolate gospel. I'm told the Fiend composed a special birthday card for me, which has excited my intense anticipation.
We're ordering Thai take out and having root beer floats, after which I'm sure timmy will put on some impenetrable avant garde jazz at conversation-destroying volume...or if we're lucky just play first 20 minutes or so of The Taking of Pelham 123, The Laughing Policeman, Winchester 73 and The Train in succession.
It's little mysteries like this that propel me through the day.
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