Tuesday, December 25, 2001


the gotham chocolate cake at the gotham bar and grill is not pastry. . .it is a pure atmosphere of valrhona.

as mr. right so charmingly put it, "this cake is so airy you could hold it to a drowning person's nose and revive them." it is that light and perfect.

as for the coffee there, it's -- you've guessed it -- illy! everywhere i go, i can't escape from illy! sadly, the cappucino seemed a tad weak. but the foam was perfect, forcing me to ask myself: why no latte art? again, this is something we almost never see here in new york city. i wonder why. . . and then soon my thoughts wander back to the cake, that cake, that cake. . .

today, although our fridge is filled with lobster and champagne for a fancy dinner, mr. right switches course and asks for -- you've guessed it -- pizza. so margherita it will be. thank goodness i have a scrap of mozzarella in the house!

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