| Sunday, February 26, 2006 |
| Just Desserts |
That's what I had for dinner last night. Dessert.
In what is quickly becoming somewhat of a tradition, my neighbors invited a few of us over last night and plied us with champagne, wine, and a LOT of desserts. It started with little chocolate souffle's, and then got progessively decadent. Pretty much anything you could pour 151 rum over and ignite? We ate that. Pretty much. Mango flambe' with homemade ice cream, Crepes Suzette, you name it. I'm surprised we didn't set the house on fire, but as usual, we had a lot of fun trying.
Oh, and just to avoid another back breaking morning, I slept in the guest bedroom last night and I think I'm just going to stay there until a new mattress is procured. Slept like a rock and felt none the worse for wear this morning. |
posted by Broadsheet @ 3:51 PM   |
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I'm learning that decadence is a relative concept.
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I'm learning that decadence is a relative concept.