Mother’s Day

Yesterday was Mother’s Day, so I took the day off from writing and simply enjoyed the day.
My daughter, Amanda came up bringing beautiful red roses and an adorable Mom necklace for me, and we went out to my favorite restaurant, Canoe. We had the best table in the house. We were out on a porch that had been enclosed, and overlooked Lake Winnipesaukee. The menu was a limited one, due to the holiday, so the one item I had planned on having (the Lobster roll with sweet potato fries), was not offered. So I ordered Prime Rib. I’d had it there before and it was very good. Hubby ordered a lettuce wedge salad and a bowl of seafood chowder. Amanda ordered the Lobster Macaroni and Cheese, a rather eclectic dish. For an appetizer we ordered Sweet and Sour Calamari.
The Calamari was great, and then our food arrived. Amanda’s food was fabulous! It sounded so off, but the combination was delicious! Hubby’s chowder was in a huge bowl and was packed with seafood. And mine, you ask? Well, my Prime Rib came swimming in brown liquid, with the mashed potatoes literally diluted by this watery mess. I tried to cut the meat, and it was fatty and soggy and just a mess. I was so disappointed, but I kept my mouth closed an simply enjoyed the company and the views. I asked for a “doggie bag” for the meat and then settled in looking at the dessert menu. If my dinner had been a disaster, then I was going to order the most sinful thing I could on the dessert menu and salvage my meal.
I ordered the Chocolate Suicide Cake! It was 4 layers of light chocolate cake frosted and filled with a creamy fluffy chocolate mouse. The piece was a huge three inch wedge. Hubby laughed and asked for the camera, which I had forgotten at home. I grabbed my fork and dug in.
Oh the joy, oh the rapture, of the pure, sensuous sweetness. Yes, this is worth having the crappy meal, just so I had enough room for this cake.
Half way through, I had to stop. I was so full I couldn’t finish. I asked for a “doggie bag” for my cake. Not that the doggies got any of that cake! Instead of dinner last night I made myself a cup of coffee and finished it!
We returned to the house and talked and played with the dogs.

Before long, it was time for Amanda to go. She had an hour and fifteen minute drive home, and with this terrible rain we are having, she needed to leave to give herself plenty of time to make the trip.
After she left I sat here thinking that this was one of the nicest Mother’s Days I have had in many years! It was full of love, of fun and chocolate and roses!