One and Done

Valentine's Day took us out to the restaurant with the B Team — Bob and Barb. We also have an A Team, consisting of my daughter and her partner — Allyson and Alycia.

We are still presenting our health passports to enter restaurants. Rightly or wrongly, that mandate will end on March 01. We will probably be a little careful about venturing forth for awhile after that. Although restaurants could still choose to ask for passports, I don't think they will.

They are currently supposed to only run at 50% capacity, but it was more crowded than that when we arrived. However, we were early and some diners were probably lingering longer than expected. It was certainly well below 50% capacity when we left.

It was our fish & chip place. It was good but not as good as last time when it was fabulous. However, this was both Monday and Valentines Day. I think you take your chances a little bit on even an ordinary Monday when the best cooks might be given a day off after the weekend.

Before I get to my main topic (I know it takes me awhile. It always has even when writing essays in university. I was not one to quickly post a thesis and get on with it), I want to share the highlight of the meal. It occurred when an errant hand knocked over Bob’s beer. In. My. Direction! I got stickily wet, and there was laundry to do after we got back home.

Finally on to what I wanted to be the main topic when I started this. What I really want to post was what I ordered for dessert — believe it or not, a deep fried Mars bar. I have seen the option posted here and there and have always been curious about what the concoction would be like. 

The chocolate bar was enveloped in a dough before frying and came in a dish with ice cream. This ↓ is not my photo but is more or less what it looked like, which was not all that appealing.

It was something that I was interested to try once but will never order again. I mean I am probably rather lucky to have survived the sugar load of a chocolate bar, battered, fried, and presented on a bed of ice cream.

Mars bars are just about my favourite, but this was almost the ruining of it.

The Mars bar is British in origin and is enjoyed in Canada. American don't have this delight although a variation was once tried. From Wikipedia:

Mars, commonly known as Mars bar, is the name of two varieties of chocolate bar produced by Mars, Incorporated. It was first manufactured in 1932 in Slough, England by Forrest Mars, Sr.[2] In its British version the bar consists of caramel and nougat coated with milk chocolate. An American version of the Mars bar was produced which had nougat and toasted almonds covered in milk chocolate; later, caramel was added to the recipe as well. The American version was discontinued in 2002, then revived in a slightly different form the following year under the name "Snickers Almond".

Note: We also have a Snickers bar, which may be like the American, Snickers Almond.

I know that you will be tempted to chirp at me over my extravagant and sinfully ridiculous choice, but you honestly don't have to tell me that this was a bad thing to do. It was a one and done experiment.