Tuesday, February 10, 2009

I was sabotaged by a waitress tonight.

She brought us carrot cake and said, "It's on me."

And this wasn't any old carrot cake. This was the MONSTROUS, amazing carrot cake from Rock Bottom Brewery. The carrot cake that has got to pack at least 2000 calories in one serving.

I didn't have my camera on me but found this photo with a quick Google search. It's accurate.




I had a really lovely salad with roasted chicken, walnuts, Gorgonzola, grapes, celery, arugula, cranberries and balsamic vinaigrette. I did a quick calculation of my caloric intake for the day and I had to have been around 900 already. At least.

So, I am probably around 1900 calories for the day after my 1/2 of that carrot cake.

Pretty hilarious considering I just did a post about how I don't eat cookies anymore. Holy crap. But I will tell you two things:

1. I savored every single bite. To the point that Dan was saying, "Would you stop the theatrics???" I said, "NO!! It's SOOOoooo GOOD!"

2. I feel so jittery after eating that sugar (after not having sugar like that since roughly December 1st) -- I think I might explode.

I left her an $11 tip. Though she sabotaged, me, it wasn't intentional... and who gets free carrot cake at a restaurant anyway? We didn't complain about anything, we were really nice and the service was great.

If you're in the Milwaukee area, go eat at the Rock Bottom downtown and ask for Courtney. Don't expect free carrot cake, and don't say I said she'd give you some. What you can expect is great food and even better service. :)

~J

4 comments:

Kate said...

You've really got to stop posting dessert pictures--every time I read your blog I start craving things! Granted, I just ate a delicious dinner and am pleasantly full, but I often feel as if there's always room in my stomach for sugar!

As you have, I've given up that sort of sugar though, so I'm pretty sure my body would go into shock were I to actually eat sweets.

Charlie Hills said...

I remember going to a deli once and was asked, as I placed my order, if I wanted fries or a fruit cup with my sammie. Ooo... fries or fruit cup? Fries or fruit cup? After a great personal struggle, I managed to get the words fruit cup out of my mouth. We took our little number flag to the table and waited for the food to arrive. When my sandwich finally came along it was positively festooned with hot, greasy french fries. "Didn't you order the fruit cup?" my companions asked. "You can probably take it back." I don't know. I'm sure there's a law somewhere that says once fries are delivered to the table, they must be eaten.

TJ said...

OOhh that carrot cake looks so good!! Good thing I live in California! lol

:) tj

tjstestkitchen.blogspot.com

Wesley said...

BAH Ah ahahahah! I wouldn't have been able to control myself.

Remember that one time we humped the turtle cheesecake from Johnny Carino's?

Don't feel bad about eating this... I'm glad you did. And I'm even happier you enjoyed every last bit of it!