This Spanish restaurant specializes in seafood (always a challenge for DH who is deathly allergic to shellfish), and everything was delicious.
I was quite looking forward to dessert, as always, but my heart sank when the waiter brought the menu. Listed at the top was a cliche of mediocre desserts, the kind I suspect were made in an Iowa factory six months earlier and shipped frozen to restaurants throughout the country. But then -- much to my delight -- below that list was one that said "Home Made Desserts." Bingo!
After a lengthy discussion with our waiter, I ordered the cherries jubilee (pictured above) and it was so fabulous, that even though I'd promised myself I'd just have a taste, I devoured the whole thing. (I did *allow* DH a few bites, however.)
