We had the nicest waiter. I think at one time or other, somebody mentioned it was my birthday to the poor guy. He was a doll and brought us this delicious dessert. You usually get those itty bitty shot glass desserts but we got the whopper, complimentary.
Deep fried bananas with coconut ice cream, drizzled caramel sauce and berries. Well that's what it used to be. Now it's this...........
As if all of that wasn't enough to add a pound or two to the scale (and my hiney), I have been having such a craving for white cake with buttercream icing. I guess my birthday brought it on. I used to make cakes for every family occasion but don't really do them anymore now that all the girls and nieces and nephews are grown. My girls asked me if I wanted a birthday cake and I said "That's okay. I'll make my own." :o)
I didn't take the cake with us to the restaurant and didn't have any room in my belly for cake after that delicious meal. I guess I'll have some tomorrow to celebrate Super Bowl. I'll let you know how it was.