It was Saturday night and I had just left the BlogHer Food conference. It was a warm night in San Francisco as I walked the few short blocks to Tropisueño for the after party hosted by Elise Bauer (Simply Recipes), Jaden Hair (Steamy Kitchen), and Ree Drummond (The Pioneer Woman). The party was already hopping when I arrived with Colleen from Foodie Tots and Cheese and Champagne. Let me just say, those ladies throw one heck of a party. Really though, I only mention the party because it was there that I fell in love. Completely. Totally.
Picture if you will, a restaurant/bar buzzing with food lovers of all shapes and sizes. Standing room only. Hors d’oeuvres of ceviche and chicken mole bites were circulating. Margaritas were flowing. By nature, I am a wallflower and mostly kept to myself. But then I looked out across the crowded room… my eyes fell upon a sea of chocolate cake cut into squares and robed in a silky ganache. I was shy at first, afraid of acting a fool. But the come hither looks were more than I could stand. I crossed the room hesitantly, unsure of what I was doing. What if it was dense? Or worse… dry? What if it didn’t live up to my expectations? What if I was disappointed?
Still, I made my way through the crowd to the table. I picked up a plate and a fork. I held my breath as we stepped into a corner to get better acquainted. I raised my fork and stabbed the cake taking just a thin layer from the edge. I expected more resistance. I thought for sure the cake would be thick and overly rich. But it wasn’t. My fork slid easily through the layers and I raised it to my mouth. It was at that moment I knew I could never love another chocolate cake. Oh sure, I can still see other cakes, I’m sure we’ll still have a few laughs. But it just wouldn’t be right to lead them on and make them think we could be any more than friends, not when my heart belongs to another.
Right after that first bite, Darya from Summer Tomato found me in the corner. She had a piece of cake in hand and was looking for a place to eat it. She asked if she could join me. I was still overwhelmed with emotion from that first bite, but managed to nod and gasp “Sorry… I’m having a moment.” When she took her first bite, I could tell from the look on her face that she understood — she was having a moment too.
The cake was called After Midnight… Devil’s food cake layered with Scharffen-Berger dark and El Rey milk chocolate mousse. Finished with dark chocolate ganache. *sigh*
Before I knew what had happened, it was over. My cake was gone. All of a sudden, I felt empty and heartbroken. It was gone too soon.
Although its love was fleeting, I’ll remember that moment we shared forever. And luckily, I know where I can find my precious… Citizen Cake in San Francisco. I used to live a few blocks from there, and during that time I became very familiar with their cupcakes and cookies… the best chocolate chip cookie and a s’mores brownie that could soothe any post-work-stressed-out-pity-partygoer… so how did I miss the After Midnight Chocolate Cake? Maybe it’s a new addition? Maybe Elizabeth Falkner had an epiphany after I moved out of San Francisco? Maybe I was blind? Whatever and whenever… all I know is that now I need to make another trip up to San Francisco, and soon, to be reunited with my chocolate cake… my precious.
For a more thorough account of what actually happened at the BlogHer Food conference, take a look at these blogs:
Or check out the live blogging from the event.