Sigh. Okay, here’s the deal: I thought I would be proactive and upload all of the photos from my FL trip. The problem with that is whenever I go to my photo library to see what I want to write about next, I see all my Harry Potter photos from Universal Studios and suddenly THAT’S what I want to write about. However, my OCD won’t let me write about Orlando until after I finish Key West. Don’t get me wrong, Key West was amazing and amazing and even more amazing. But Diagon Alley has a dragon! That breathes fire. A FIRE BREATHING DRAGON!
There isn’t much that can compete…except, maybe…a grilled chocolate and cheese sandwich.
“What the what?,” you ask. Oh yes, I said grilled chocolate and cheese from a fabulous little dessert restaurant called Better Than Sex (you can’t make this up, people!). There were a plethora of tempting desserts from which to choose, however, since I feel that cheese is non-negotiable in my life, when push came to shove that’s what I picked. Dark chocolate and brie grilled together on homestyle bread, topped with cinnamon and powdered sugar. It was served with a strawberry champagne dipping sauce…and it was divine.
Are you drooling yet? You need to be!
Being the GENIUS people that we are, we all picked a different dessert to try (and share!). While I think each preferred our own, I will confess that Tracy’s order of the signature dish was a very close second to my concoction of melted cheese and chocolatey gooey-ness!
NOW ARE YOU DROOLING?!?!?
Of course, there was quite an extensive list of dessert cocktails, along with a great wine list and the usual dessert drinks. Even the coffee was fancy, with the option of a chocolate rim. I enjoyed the delicious coffee as is, but Christi ventured out with a pretty white chocolate rim!
It’s a tiny restaurant and always packed, so either make a reservation beforehand or be prepared for a wait (don’t worry–it’s well worth any wait!).
Better than sex? No–but pretty darn close!
In trying to find pictures for Throwback Thursday, I realized I have a lot of pictures of adult beverages (that is said with pride, by the way). As such, I’ve decided rather than share pictures of me with bad 80s hair and glasses that legitimately covered half my face, I could easily share glasses of a much tastier kind.
Where was I before interrupted by Thanksgiving and tryptophan-induced laziness (hey, that’s my story and I’m sticking to it!)? Oh yes–Key West!
It is only fitting I resume my Key West tales on a Thirsty Thursday, given the copious amounts of adult beverages consumed…
Here James & I pose with our brunch drinks. While the restaurant (more about it later!) no longer offered its Tableside Bloody Mary Cart, we were allowed to build our own Bloody Marys–well, TK and I, that is. James & Christi had piña coladas and mimoas respectively.
A tasty start to brunch, indeed!