Chili's Molten

My SIL recently asked if I had pickier tastes than I did before my cake life began. Because I am such a cake aficionado, I wisely responded, "Yes. I don't like ice cream with my cake anymore." She was probably unimpressed (rightly) and followed up with, "I mean, I remember when you loved that Chili's cake." I took the conversation by the reigns at this point and made it perfectly clear that my love for the Chili's Molten Chocolate Cake was strong and true. I think I said something to the effect of, "There's just something about magic shell." While I declared this unashamedly, the experience was a humbling one and caused me to commit to never forget my dessert roots.
As if a reward for my loyalty, my mom stopped by this afternoon with a Molten in tow. Bam! That's good karma.


  1. Too funny...your mom is pretty inspired! Looks like the apple doesn't fall far from the tree from the cute pictures.

  2. What in the world is he doing with that face?!?! LOVE him.

  3. I love this post. :) Bam! And yes, don't ever forget your dessert roots.