POSTSCRIPT
I’m surprised I forgot this fabulous moment. We had lunch at The Grand Hotel on our day with David and Debbie. It was good food and a very nice (large, fancy) place. They had us look at the dessert menu, but I didn’t see anything appetizing. The night before we had chocolate pie and it was tasty.
Dad told them I wanted an American dessert. So . . . our last stop was Dan Ryan’s – an American restaurant in the city. I laughed at the warning on the menu: We serve American portions.
But I should have heeded it. I ordered the brownie with ice cream. And Dad ordered the molten chocolate cake. He doesn’t like chocolate much and expected me to eat half of it.
Oh me, oh my! It nearly was a death by chocolate experience. I did NOT feel good after I was done. But those first few bites tasted incredible. It was a TRUE American brownie. And it was BIG. Oh yum. Making myself hungry thinking of it.
After we finished our delicious American desserts, I realized we didn’t take pictures of them. Darn! I dug into that brownie with gusto. :D Who can blame me? One of my favorite treats and I haven’t had one for 4 months.
That’s all for the moment.
1 comment:
Nope, not much of a chocolate fan. I'll take ice cream over chocolate any day! Glad you ate some of my molten chocolate cake!!!
Love,
Dad
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