A Waste

Saturday was raining and cold once again.  I desired couch-potato status – just me, the remote, a fire and my kitty.  Instead, I was required to turn my kitchen into a laboratory.  I took the challenge from Big D and Poco del Chile to come up with a Valentine’s Day dessert.  This was my last weekend to experiment.

The final version, Raspberry Cappuccino Torte, was a very moist and dark mocha cake base filled with raspberry jam and cinnamon whipped cream, and topped with chocolate glaze and fresh raspberries.

Sunday, I carefully transported my samples to the Steakhouse.  I walked down the back hall (the lights were off, which was surprising), carrying my confectionary treats like gifts from the magi…only to realize the back door was locked (that’s odd!).  I made my way to the front of the store and came face to face with the big sign on the front door that read (gasp!):

“Closed February 7 for Super Bowl”

All I could say was, “Are you fucking kidding me???!!” for the next hour as I drove back home.

I’ve been thinking about this damn dessert for the last four or five weeks.  I spent a good portion of my Saturday (not to mention my own money) developing the right recipe.  I woke up on Sunday earlier than desired, got myself ready and drove to work – all for NOTHING???!!!

To say I was irked would be an understatement.  So, I took a picture for Big D and emailed it, explaining the “mix up” – and my neighbors got a special treat.

At this point, I don’t care if we make my dessert for Valentine’s Day or not.  I’m feeling “done” with the Steakhouse.  I don’t want to be a quitter, but this isn’t fun anymore.



2 thoughts on “A Waste

  1. First of all.. the dessert looks magnificent and I’m sure tastes just the same. Wish you were my damn neighbor!! If you don’t mind, I’m going to print the picture and hang it above the toilet (my husband’s first stop after he returns home from the deli) with a big sign that says MAKE ME THESE ON SUNDAY!!! LOL!!

    With all that said .. I don’t necessarily think that you leaving the Steakhouse makes you a quitter. You put enough time in to know whether or not it’s the right fit for you. Do what is best for you!


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