Because I am A Closet Foodie

The very, very best meal I've ever eaten was at Tuscany in Salt Like.  The pasta made me re-think life on earth.  Seriously, if food can be that amazing, (and yet it usually isn't), what else can be knocked out of this world in a way I haven't even yet fathomed?  Pasta has far greater power than I'd ever believed -- and I'm sure it's not the only thing that I've underestimated.

If you're a local, you must must must do it.  For lunch, so you can still afford to pay rent.  Now, I know everybody thinks La Caille is todiefor, and technically, I've never eaten there.  But I have my reasons -- and we'll leave it at that.

But go.  Scott and I shared an appetizer, each had a salad and an entree for about $50.  That was a year ago, and now it's going on the "Utah Bucket List" we may or may not be creating.  (More on that later.)  The ambiance is transportative (It's a real word.  Sorta.) and you will leave determined to plan a trip to Italy.  Because if food in Utah can be this divine, imagine how good it's gonna be over there.

Really, we don't eat out very often.  (And you can see why.) Besides, Scott makes such a killer cheesecake, I'm left feeling a little let down even when we go to Cheesecake factory.  And one of his best cheesecakes to date is this one:

Godiva Chocolate Cheesecake.

Scott made it for my last birthday and I still haven't recovered.  And he even made it with real Godiva chocolate.  It is every bit the wonder-cake that it looks like.  The bad news is, Buster: I have another birthday coming next year.  And now you've set a presidence.

Technically, it's more of a problem for me than it is for him.  I haven't even figured out the art of a simple homemade cake.  (Okay, even box cakes present their problems!)  ...And meanwhile, my spouse pulls out a culinary wonder ready for the harshest food critic.  I hate it when my husband's a better wife than I am.