My west coast brother informed me earlier today that this is "Chocolate Day." I am happy to be able to report that I did enjoy some really excellent chocolate this evening. I do like to celebrate these special days.
But first the rest of the story. Yesterday was my brother-in-law's birthday. When we said that we would take him to dinner to celebrate and that he could choose the place, he accepted with alacrity and selected Cork and Cleaver, an excellent local restaurant with an amazing salad bar. I tried to make a reservation for yesterday, his actual birthday, but they said they would be closed, so we went this evening instead.
It is one of those restaurants where you really do need to make a reservation. As we were leaving after our dinner I heard the receptionist speaking on the phone saying "I'm sorry but we're completely booked for the rest of this evening."
But about that chocolate - after the three of us were full to bursting with huge mounds of salad bar salad, steaks, sweet potato, baked potato, mushrooms, broccoli with cheese sauce and molasses bread with cinnamon butter (none of us had all of that but you get the idea) they brought out a humungous slab of mud pie for the birthday boy. Of course they also brought three chilled desert plates so we could share. Their mud pie is a frozen mound of coffee ice cream coated with a delicious chocolate shell and topped with a mound of whipped cream. So now you know how I got my chocolate for today and why I am now waddling off to bed to sleep it off. Sweet dreams everyone.
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