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Chocolate Martini

Let’s start at the beginning. My girlfriends at work gave me a gift certificate to Angelo’s 677 Prime, an upscale steakhouse located downtown for my birthday. Tom and I made reservations for Saturday night. This night marked our one and half year wedding anniversary and eight years together which made a good enough excuse for a nice dinner out.

677 highlights…
Lemon Drop Martini which came with a rock candy swizzle stick and rim dipped in sugar
French Onion Soup
Goat Cheese, Raspberry & Walnut Salad which included apples, spring greens, champagne vinaigrette and fresh raspberries
Nori Tempura Asparagus
Steak au Poivre

And believe it or not, we skipped dessert.

After dinner we strolled towards South Pearl Street. We saw a couple from the restaurant walking into the Capital Repertory Theatre where Five Course Love was showing. I looked at Tom and said, “do you want to catch a show?” We asked the box office if there were any seats available and there were. But not just any seats, last minute half off seats. Nice. We gotta try that move again. Tom enjoyed the show so much that he wanted to meet the cast afterwards, but we didn’t snoop around and stalk them or anything.

It was now 10:00 and Pearl Street was starting to come alive. First stop Blue 82. A new place we’ve never been. Tom commented that it was his kind of place. Sit back, enjoy a beverage, chill. Not me. I needed louder music and a dance floor. Next stop a bar called Pure, another new place in downtown. That’s more like it. Pounding beats and a place to shake your bon bon. While Tom checked out the digs I perused the martini menu. And there it was…the Chocolate Martini. It jumped right out at me and screamed, “drink me, you skipped dessert, I’m made with three different chocolate liqueurs.” How could I resist? And it was a-ma-zing. Worth skipping dessert for, worth the $12.00, worth the embarrassing noises I made while sipping it.

South Pearl Street….Pure…Chocolate Martini…worth repeating.

Dinner, an impromptu show, and an mmm, ohhh, ahhh Chocolate Martini. A night like that with the one I love? That’s what I call la dolce vita!

Tom and I tried Sake for the first time this weekend. I have to admit it tasted like nail polish remover if I had to guess what that would taste like. But like wine and beer there are many varieties of both hot and cold Sake and I would be up for it again.