Tuesday, April 18, 2017

The Last Days of The Fifties...

I am not a fast food person at all. Sure, when I was younger, I loved it just like everyone else, but as I got older, I just don't like it at all and don't eat it. So why then did I get this craving for a Big Mac all of a sudden last week? I have no idea. So Friday night, this is what I had:

 (It did cure the craving and I no longer want any. I also drank it with water and not soda, even though that doesn't sound right.)


The next day, Vickie (I was spending the weekend with her) took me to lunch at this restaurant in Williamsburg called Waypoint, and for I had another burger. Really what I wanted was the homemade chips that went with it, and I don't know why I asked for a burger instead of another type of sandwich, which they did have. Oh well. It was good:


But let me tell you, THIS was the piece de resistance, their Signature Snicker Torte:

Oh. My. Goodness. It was soooooooo delicious!!!!! Wow!!!  It had this light, crispy crunchy crust, I think rice krispies and peanuts and maybe peanut butter, and then the next layer was a milk chocolate Bavarian cream, and on top of that was a peanut butter Bavarian cream (I think anyway, because it had the same light texture as the chocolate layer and that was described in the menu as Bavarian cream), and finally to finish it they put a chocolate ganache over it, and sprinkled salted chopped peanuts over it. The smear was salted caramel chocolate with sea salt sprinkled on it.  The whole thing was just awesome. You might think a peanut putter torte like that would be heavy but it wasn't; and after reading about Bavarian cream (because you can bet I googled that puppy to see if I could recreate this), I can see why it was so light, but a lot of flavor.  Let me just say I wanted to lick that plate!

Anyway, I have plans to try my hand at it after I come home from Cali. Peanut butter is protein, right? 

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