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Showing posts with label Spoonriver Restaurant. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Spoonriver Restaurant. Show all posts

Saturday, July 17, 2010

Return of the Cake

Remember when I went gaga for chocolate cake?
Well, JoJo decided for her birthday she wanted to get some of that cake. She didn't say it that way at first. First she said, "Let's go to Spoonriver".  To which i replied in song "Spppoooonnn riiiiiiveeerrrr, where the chocolate cake is sooo divviiiiineeee. I'll make you all minnne"

Then she said, "I'm getting my own this time."

That's a great idea we all thought. So we all got the chocolate cake. This time it came with a mango sorbet, which was also delicious... though I think the blueberry may have been better.

There were nine of us there and we all extolled the virtues of the cake... and the the two who decided to be rebels and order something different soon wished for a small taste of what we had in front of us.

But wait, I'm getting ahead of myself. We first had dinner. I choose to go for something different this time. And went for the crab salad in a avocado. Very light and refreshing. It went well with my Moroccan Mojito and saved plenty of room for chocolate cake!

We then hoofed on over to the Guthrie and made sure to catch a view of the city from their observation deck.

Considering it was 1000° and humid we didn't stay up there too long and we headed back to Jo's patio.

Somehow Jo and I ended up being up until 5 am without even realizing it. Too bad I had to get up early to head home for a Howk Family Reunion... Not So Much.

I made it, but it wasn't pretty.

Happy Bday to my BFF Jo and thanks again for letting us have our cake and eat it, too!




Oh, and I just want to mention that I have worn a dress at least 3 times this summer (each one different), something girly is happening to me.

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

The Culinary Gods Have Blessed Us Once Again

Howktown approves of vegetables!

As you can see here, the Czarina of Saarisburg is wafting the aroma of Stuffed Zucchini which she consumed at "The Best Restaurant I've Ever Been To (according to Kylie)". There was also salad and beets included with this scrumptious meal, but I will leave it to her to describe it to you, as I was blessed with the opportunity to eat my favorite of foods... Tacos.

I unfortunately did not get the other picture taken with my phone saved to disc, so there will be no more visual aides for you! You will just have to imagine Moroccan Mojitos, Lemon Thyme Martinis, and Mahi Mahi Tacos. Did I mention the Beet and Chevre Raviolis? No? Lamb Burger? Walnut Pate'? Well, I leave you to drool over the mere idea of these scrumptious plates while I reminisce about dessert.

Oh, Flourless Chocolate Cake, remember how you sat on the carmel drizzled plate with blueberry sorbet atop your decadent, rich, mouth watering, slice of heaven? You were only a half inch thick, but each centimeter was dense, gooey, perfection. Only a small forkful was enough for all four sets of eyes of the tasters to roll back into their heads and wonder what they needed husbands for anyway. Then.. then the sweet, cold, bursting blueberry sorbet dribbled into our mouths and surrounded the chocolate cloud; bringing us one step closer to the pearly gates. This was not the food of the devil, for we each looked at each other knowing we wanted it all to ourselves, but to deny it from each other would be cruel, cruel torture. We opened our hearts and plates and made sure that each one of us was granted 'one more bite'. We forgot about that other dessert on that 'other' plate. The other desert that could hold no comparison and would just as likely be found on the menu at Applebees.. adequate, but never the divine concoction that currently graced our presence. I remember you Flourless Chocolate Cake with Blueberry Sorbet. I think of you every day since we met.

Whew. ::wiping tear from the corner of my eye:: That was such a great dessert. I suggest you find a way to procure yourself some. Just head on over to Spoon River Restaurant in Minneapolis, fools!

And eat your vegetables!