I told you Preston wanted a birthday cake.
He went ahead and made his own (and one for me)
the day after his birthday.
I got a text while I was at the gym running on the treadmill.
*Can you pick up some unsweeted and bittersweet chocolate?*
I knew my running would be in vain.
We had a molten chocolate lava cake at Fleming's Steakhouse
on Saturday night, and the chef in him sparked some interest
in recreating the delectable delight.
It was delicious beyond words.
I told him I want one tonight, tomorrow night, and the next....
Chocolate oozing is the best thing that's ever happened to me,
minus the Chef who cooks it for me.
If you have a personal chef lead them here.
3 comments:
that looks so cute and tasty, I want some!
You have inspired me. I can't think of a better cake to have on a birthday.
OH YUMMY!!!! Delish, Delish, my work-outs are MOSTLY in vain too, if only I could control what I ate too. I know in theory, but I mean PRACTICE. ;)
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