Regular readers of this blog know that I’m not much of a foodie. On most days, my diet is a rather monotonous affair consisting of a highly nutritious but unpalatable liquid. But sometimes I stumble upon something that reminds me how pleasurable food can be. Over the weekend, I was at Parma 8200 with visiting family. It’s an Italian restaurant located in a nondescript suburban corner. When dessert was served, I noticed my brother’s partner eating some kind of chocolate custard that looked quite tasty. I asked him about it and he explained that it was a chocolate budino and offered to let me try some. I ate a spoonful and fell in love. It has a consistency thicker than pudding, as if someone baked a chocolate cake and then melted it into a bowl. The chocolate itself wasn’t too sweet and it was pleasantly warm, which made it all the easier to gulp down a few more spoonfuls.
I may have to treat someone to dinner just so I can try it again.
