Breaking the diet? Try nuking it!

[crowdog66]

George and I ended up stepping outside our neighborhood and catching a 5-minute bus ride down to Osborne Village, where Baked Expectations awaited us. We each had a bacon cheeseburger (mine with real cheddar, George's with Swiss), with a side of fries (for him) and Caesar salad (for me). But the real highlight of our little lunch out was of course the desserts, which Baked Expectations is justly famous for. I ended up having their Crazy Chocolate cake (chocolate cake, chocolate mousse, and chocolate cheesecake in one not-too-sweet package) while George had a fruit-trifle-and-meringue cake (three bites from the meringue, which I ended up taking, must have been almost 60 g of carbs in themselves). The portions were enormous, and we ended up bringing food home.

(A couple of photos of the Baked Expectations interior, with a bunch of people I don't know from the U of M physics department, can be found here and here.)

Afterwards we stopped in at a used bookstore just up the street from the restaurant, and were pleasantly surprised by the wide variety of quirky and antique books they had in stock. There was one book I just couldn't leave behind: Spock, Messiah!, possibly THE worst Star Trek novel ever written... if not, it's right up there with The Price of the Phoenix in terms of overblown style, at least as I remember it. I'm going to curl up with it over a nice hot cup of tea this afternoon and see how much I wince now at a novel I idolized in my screaming-sugar-high-fanpoodle days.

Hmmm... maybe I'll even tuck into that piece of Crazy Chocolate cake I hauled back to the lair...

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[nightdog-barks.livejournal.com]

... it's right up there with The Price of the Phoenix in terms of overblown style ...

*iz grinning*
I still have Price of the Phoenix. It's tucked away on a bookshelf somewhere ...

Hee!