I had lunch today in downtown Philly with the wonderful and always-interesting Lab Cat. We ate at a restaurant whose philosophy seemed to be "why serve a reasonable portion of food when you can serve a GINORMOUS portion of food?!?!"
This is what Cat got when she ordered a piece of chocolate cake for dessert:
Use the fork as your scale. That's a normal-sized fork. That's NOT a normal-sized piece of cake. In fact, I wouldn't even call that a piece of cake. I'd call that a little cake-berg, calved off of some unfathomably large chocolate glacier. Cat ate a portion of it that amounted to a reasonable dessert, and you could barely tell she touched it. The remainder went home with her, to satisfy her sweet tooth for many a day. I hope she didn't strain her back carrying it home.
Here's another view:
I'm afraid the pictures don't quite do it justice.
It's truly bizarre how huge the portions are in most places. And deserts! You could eat one for lunch - by itself - and have some left over.
yum.
The cake was yum. But I am going to have to freeze some of it and eat it over several months.
I didn't need dinner last night.
Yesterday was fun. Next time I'll come to Philly on a day that the restaurant we wanted to eat at is open. And bring the Zagat guide just in case.
The cake tastes really nice straight out the freezer. And yes there is still some left (about half).