Oh Yeah, and a Surprise
I forgot to tell you what your sink would look like after making the fake Nutella:
Sorry. Also, those skins stained my sink and I had to bleach it. So, have fun!
And then, something amazing happened. My government-appointed Viking Mike had to go to a dinner meeting at Loteria in Hollywood, and brought me back this:
It’s not on the menu so I’m not certain what they call it, but it’s two layers of a very soft, not-very-sweet cake around a middle layer of FLAN. I need to make sure you understand this: THE WHOLE MIDDLE THIRD IS A SOLID LAYER OF FLAN. And! A bunch of buttery dulce de leche frosting, I think, and I hesitate on that one because while it was definitely caramel flavored, like the rest of the cake it wasn’t terribly sweet. Which is a fantastic thing — the cake wasn’t cloying or rich, which is hard to believe. Still, I could only eat about a third before I felt I was pushing it, it was a huge slice.
FLAN IN THE MIDDLE.
This changes things. This changes everything.
June 4th, 2010 | Food Rant
… [quag plots revenge as he gnaws on a lousy Snicker]
Have you ever had Tres Leches cake? I bet you’d like it.
Yes, and Mike’s memory was jogged and he said the restaurant called this Tres Leches cake, but it wasn’t like any Tres Leches cake I have ever had before.