...so, after a palatable (well, at least creative) dinner at Cuchi Cuchi on Main St. in Cambridge the waiter says, "You MUST try the Banana Bread dessert. It's IRRESISTABLE!" I was giving him the hairy eyeball, but, before I could say no, my wife had ordered it and he was off to the kitchen.
Oh My God!!! I'm still trembling. Not like any hippie banana bread I've ever eaten. A few blocks of fried banana cake surrounded and covered with carmelized bananas, caramel sauce, and flavored whipped cream. It was as if something reacted between the ingredients. Really, I was moved. It's nine bucks, but worth a car payment.
I can't explain it. I wasn't drinking, wasn't just falling in love, and wasn't even hungry. And I was still seething somewhat over not getting something chocolate. It was just plain transcendental. Perhaps I'll never go back, though. You know, you can never step in the same river twice....
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