The Quest for the Chocolate Cake

Last night we met up with Rey and Phil for some grub at Ruby Tuesday. I love Ruby Tuesday. It's a relatively new addition to the Portland area. I used to eat there all the time back in Kentucky. I think the last time I ate there was in Chicago when we visited Erin back in 2001. A long time ago. Anyway, here we are finally eating at Ruby Tuesday again. I quickly identified a pomegranate martini as my drink of the night. Then, I flipped through the menu to the desserts. Hey, you have to know what might be in store at the end of the meal before you pick out what your main course is going to be! They had chocolate cake. Mmmmmm.... I was good and ordered a club salad for dinner. I decided against ordering dessert.

Because Haggen was right up the road. They have my beloved pumpkin ice cream. And they have chocolate cake--really good chocolate cake.

We waited for about five years to turn left into Haggen, and we started in the bulk foods section because Marc wanted some soynuts. They didn't have the unsalted ones though, so he insisted on leaving that Haggen and going to our other Haggen. Fine. I didn't look for my chocolate cake here, but I should have...

We waited another five years to turn left back out of Haggen. I even got out of the car and ran over to the sidewalk to hit the pedestrian crosswalk button to try to get the light to change sooner. It didn't help.

At Haggen #2, Marc scored on his soynuts. But, as you could probably guess, they didn't have any single slices of chocolate cake. German chocolate, carrot, white... but no plain chocolate. We picked up the pumpkin ice cream, and I whined about their lack of cake. Marc didn't want to hear me whine for the rest of the night, so he suggested dropping by Albertson's for a slice of cake. Okay.

Albertson's failed me. I should have known better. It's a smaller store, and they don't have a ton of stuff like this. They had the pumpkin chocolate chip cookies that we love, but I didn't really want that much food--too tempting. Marc suggested going to QFC. Good lord.

Finally, at the 4th grocery store of the night, I found some chocolate cake. And Marc got some pumpkin pie. (Can you tell we like pumpkin?) We got home, I took about four bites of the cake, and then I went to bed. An evening in the life of Mindie. Pretty thrilling. That chocolate cake was worth it.