For our Valentine's date, Dill and I went to this fantastic restaurant called the White Chocolate Grill. It's waaaay out in Scottsdale off the 101 and Mayo, but well-worth the drive.
The main menu was pretty conventional, though the chef executed our orders unconventionally well. I got this sesame-crusted seared tuna salad with a champagne vinaigrette on it and almost died from the yumminess. Dill ordered a pork loin with mashed potatoes and it was super-tender. The potatoes were really fluffy and creamy, too, which is usually my biggest complaint about potatoes.
As the name suggests, this restaurant boasts an impressive selection of desserts featuring ... you guessed it -- WHITE CHOCOLATE! Now, I'm not normally a white chocolate fan. It has to be high quality and creamy, otherwise forget it. Friends encouraged us to order the white chocolate brownie (designed for two), which we did and we savored every bite. It was a warm blondie with white chocolate chips in it served a la mode, topped with a mile of fresh whipped cream and white chocolate garnish and drizzled with white and dark chocolate sauce. Pure heaven. I wish I had taken a picture but I didn't. You'll just have to use your imaginations. Or look it up on the Web site I linked earlier, along with the other tasty menu options.
I definitely recommend you eat at the White Chocolate Grill if you're looking for a romantic, chic restaurant with an appetizing menu to match. This was a memorable dining experience that I hope to have again soon!
Now, to tie in the title of this post ... while we were gnoshing on our scrumptious dessert, the Prince song "Raspberry Beret" floated through the air of the restaurant. Thus began the most hilarious conversation of our married lives:
Dill: What is the name of this song, anyway?
Me: "Raspberry Beret." Duh. It's one of Prince's most iconic songs!
Dill: Really? "Raspberry Beret?" I always thought he was saying "Raspberry PARADE."
Me: (laughing hysterically) Oh my GOSH! Are you serious?! That's the funniest thing I've ever heard!
Dill: Well, it sounds more like 'parade' than 'beret.' Listen ...
(we listen for a minute as Prince wails, "Raaaaaaspberry parade ...")
Me: It does.
Now I don't feel so ridiculous because I also thought Prince was singing the words "raspberry parade" until I realized that the girl of whom he sings about would not be able to wear a parade. Once I found out that the lyrics were "raspberry beret," I still continued to sing the word "parade," since it had been ingrained in my head for so long.
ReplyDeleteFor the record - I have never heard that song...until 3 sec ago. Also, the dessert sounds divine!
ReplyDeleteI am slightly embarrassed to admit I've never heard that song either!
ReplyDeleteAnd I am totally craving that dessert. Or any dessert, really.
I legit read that you said "Raspberry Beret" and thought to myself 'isn't it Raspberry Parade?' and then read the rest of your story! HA! Glad to know I'm not the only one who got that wrong!!
ReplyDeletehaha! Prince is from MN, I've been singing that song since I was a babe.
ReplyDeleteThose desserts sound really good.
You two are quite the pair!