I first tasted the Guanaja chocolate cake from Rive Gauche when we celebrated Drummer girl's birthday 3 months ago. The different textures that make up the 8 layer cake (Yes I counted!) fused so well together that upon consumption, rolls off your tongue like velvet straight into the esophagus hitting each taste bud, like a pin ball machine. Smooth, rich, elegant. Guanaja is now a personal favorite (Though my brother says that the Chocolate Praline from the Regent is the only chocolate cake people should ever eat, after spending 5 months prior to his birthday going on a chocolate cake tasting spree with his foodie friends). So when dad and I celebrated mom's birthday on Saturday, I knew I had to get it for the foggies.
They loved it but we couldn't finish, so we gave some to the servers at the resturant and brought back the remainder. Well, Guanaja has been sitting in the fridge since Saturday and I've had 1 small slice since then. Last night I snuck to the fridge for some orange juice, saw that there was a good sized slice left and made a mental note to eat it all for tea today.
Well, I've just come from the kitchen and I didn't eat any chocolate cake. My maid has this nasty habit of not wanting to be the last person to finish anything in this house so she'll eat her fill and leave a pathetic and ridiculously small portion behind just for the sake of it. Be it the last cashew nut in the jar, the last TABLESPOON PORTION! of milk in the carton, the last HALF A SLICE of chesse damnit. She left a insanely small half a cm thick slice of the cake in the fridge. I took one look at it and threw it away. It's infuriating. She should have just eaten the whole thing really! I dislike it when she does things like that.
Back to those left over 40% less fat blue potato chips
They loved it but we couldn't finish, so we gave some to the servers at the resturant and brought back the remainder. Well, Guanaja has been sitting in the fridge since Saturday and I've had 1 small slice since then. Last night I snuck to the fridge for some orange juice, saw that there was a good sized slice left and made a mental note to eat it all for tea today.
Well, I've just come from the kitchen and I didn't eat any chocolate cake. My maid has this nasty habit of not wanting to be the last person to finish anything in this house so she'll eat her fill and leave a pathetic and ridiculously small portion behind just for the sake of it. Be it the last cashew nut in the jar, the last TABLESPOON PORTION! of milk in the carton, the last HALF A SLICE of chesse damnit. She left a insanely small half a cm thick slice of the cake in the fridge. I took one look at it and threw it away. It's infuriating. She should have just eaten the whole thing really! I dislike it when she does things like that.
Back to those left over 40% less fat blue potato chips