That's what my husband said at date night. Kind of like first week resolutions are for suckers, so lets do our worst. Well, I totally bought into this. Hence, there were martinis, clams, dumplings, scallops, short ribs. Wine. It was going so well. And then the dessert menu came around. I was like oh are you kidding me I want to vomit but they had this thing called Hot Saucy Doughnut Platter that he thought would be a good farewell to week one, January. Cliche week. Here's what it looked like.
Expectations were high! And then the waitress showed us how to inject our dough balls with the Hot Sauce (chocolate, caramel, berry) of our choice from tiny little eyedrop squeeze bottles. Well it didn't work at all. So we had doughballs, no hot sauce. Husband finally got one eyedropper to work and here is a photo of that.
This is how we feel about novelty desserts. We had the other balls wrapped up for our kids but left them at the restaurant accidentally. Totally on purpose.