I’m still on dessert. But this time, much closer to home. Just 30 miles down the coast.
I spent a beautiful day in Big Sur with Trudy, Cynthia and Myra— celebrating birthdays. Trudy’s is today. Mine….is….not today.
Two months after the fact, after the excess of August, you’d think I’d be embarassed about this endless birthday. Only I’m not. Because if it had been only Trudy’s celebration, we would have eaten sorbet —and they wouldn’t have ordered a second dessert for me. And I would have missed out on possibly the best chocolate dessert I’ve EVER had.
Maybe I should say that again— I don’t say this lightly: possibly the best dessert I’ve EVER had.
It could have been the setting—you can’t top the Post Ranch Inn. Or it could’ve been the company….the mood….the moment. But I don’t think so.
Read my lips: Valrhona. Chocolate. Caramel. Creme Brulee.
And if you speak chocolate, come back tomorrow….