Monday, October 11, 2010
Memory Monday: Molten Chocolate Cake
Chili's was one of the hot new restaurants to land in beautiful Cache Valley, Utah, when I was in college. So it was a given that when one of the roommates suggested we eat there, we were all over it. We invited some of our guy friends to join us, and for some odd reason, Pete was the only one that took us up on the offer. Yep, Pete was pimping it with 5 very hot women.
When we sat down, Pete ended up sitting across from me at our table, and we were on the end. Good food, good company. When the waiter asked if we wanted dessert, I looked at Pete and asked if he wanted to split a Molten Chocolate Cake with me. He had never had one, so sure, why not.
As we waited for our dessert, we started talking. And...clicking. The group conversation became a me-and-Pete conversation. Rachel, the roommate sitting next to me, had to basically snap us out of our connection. "Um, hello! There are four other people sitting here at this table!" I realized that we had been leaning into the table, eyes completely fixed on the other's.
When the dessert came, we split the cake, halfway down the middle, and pushed the ice cream to the side. That's how we still do it.
Molten Chocolate Cake had never tasted so sweet.