I know you have been anxiously waiting to see what kind of cupcakes I ate this weekend, and I can assure you that you will not be disappointed. I know I wasn’t. First off, dinner on Saturday night. Steve and I decided to celebrate Valentine’s Day a little early, because let’s face it, Mondays are lame. We went to Ward’s House of Prime, a steakhouse in Milwaukee. We had a Groupon and a gift certificate that we needed to use up.
I was very excited when I saw butternut squash ravioli on the menu, because that is always one of my favorites. I ordered it up with a strawberry fields salad. The salad was the bomb. It was mixed greens, fresh orange slices, fresh berries and candied pecans with a strawberry vinaigrette that I could have bathed in. Steve ordered a special filet that came with portobella mushroom ravioli, a baked potato, salad, and a side of cajun mac and cheese to share. It was a regular old carb fest at our table. When all of the food came it literally took up the whole table like it was a buffet, and I asked the waitress to snap a photo of us with all of the food. Here’s the photo she took:
At least we look good. I am really disappointed that the food did not make the photo, but oh well. Speaking of disappointed, my butternut squash ravioli was barely mediocre. It was very bland, and came in an even more bland white creamy sauce that was just not good. I guess that’s what I get for ordering ravioli from a steak joint. Steve said his steak was really good, and the portobella mushroom ravioli that came with his was amazing. I ate one and wished that I could have had that for my meal instead. The cajun mac & cheese was yummy as well.
We passed on dessert at the restaurant because of the special cupcakes that were waiting for us at home. Without further ado, I present the chocolate strawberry cupcakes, topped with chocolate ganache and a strawberry.
We were able to cork our wine from the restaurant and take it home to enjoy with dessert.
This picture is actually a lie. Before I ate the cupcake I did take the wrapper off and you know I also had some vanilla ice cream on the side. It was as delicious as it looks.
I would be remiss if I did not mention the two amazing achievements in cinema we watched over the weekend.
Breakin‘ and Breakin’ 2: Electric Boogaloo
How I missed these the first time around in the 80’s is beyond me, but I am so thankful to Netflix for allowing me witness filmmaking at it’s finest. In case you are like me and had never heard of these two gems, they are breakdancing movies from the 80’s and you must watch them immediately.
After all of the wine, carbs, cream, oil, break dancing and cupcakes, I was not feeling too enthusiastic on Sunday morning when I woke up for my 10 mile run. I had to force myself out the door, but once I got going, it was fine. Not the greatest run ever, but the temperature was pretty warm (like 40!) which made it a little better. I also knew that another cupcake was waiting for me tonight, and I better get all of my miles in if I was really going to enjoy it.
Steve and I did some running around in the afternoon, including a stop at Trader Joe’s which was a huge mistake. I have never seen a grocery store so crowded, it was unbelievable. We stopped at one other grocery store where I bought this:
A coconut! I am beyond excited about it even though I have no idea how to go about getting it opened. Hammer? Chisel? Machete?
I think I will wait for Steve to get home tonight and help me with it before I cause some major damage.
Lastly, you didn’t think I’d end this post without a picture of last night’s cupcake did you?
That would be The Snick. Oh yes, it is indeed a Snickers cupcake. The chocolate cake part had chunks of peanuts and caramel, and the frosting is caramel buttercream topped with a Snickers slice. Oh my word. It was so indulgent that I couldn’t finish the frosting. Sacreledge, I know, I just couldn’t do it. And now I know why I never get a good night’s sleep on Sunday nights. The sugar must build up over the weekend until it courses freely through my veins and resistance is futile.
What was the best thing you did this weekend?