January 14, 2008

Chocolate Dirty B*tch

Welcome to Monday, everyone. This blog may be short because I'm buried under a foot of snow... oh, wait... no. It didn't snow at all here. So much for that giant maelstrom we were supposed to get last night. It did rain and sleet a little bit later in the evening, but that didn't stop me from venturing out. I was supposed to go see Juno (which I haven't seen yet) but it was completely sold out. Boo!

The good news is that across the street from the movie theater was Max Brenner; an amazing restaurant specializing in chocolate. I love a good dessert every now and then I like to splurge on something ridiculous. Last night I had something called the Intense Chocolate Fudge Cake (at least I think that's what it was called, it had a lot of adjectives.) My experience with the dish went something like this:

It was so delicious that yes, I think I went blind for a minute. My sense of smell was not affected though, because I was painfully aware of the smell of burnt hair that appeared towards the end of dessert. A woman with a big, poofy, bleached-blond ponytail got it a little too close to a candle and her hair ignited into a big flame ball! She was fine, but man did the place stink for a while. Oh, well. It was still delicious.

Just wanted to share. Is it Friday yet?