MY DAUGHTER IS TRYING TO KILL ME!!!

So here we are in San Diego. By "we", I do not mean Dave and I - Dave is either in San Francisco or Seattle, due back sooner or later. I mean my daughter Kelly and I. I haven't been out here since Thanksgiving of 2007, so things here have changed, like they do, and I have forgotten how to get places, like I do. Kelly has been my chaffeur and tour guide. With Dave gone, Kel and I have been Ladies Who Lunch.

This is where the murder plot comes in.

I didn't suspect anything when she took me to a wonderful Italian restaurant in Powway called Domenic's. It's a small place but cozy and charming. And the food... MAMA MIA! We shared a bruschetta. We each had a bowl of impossibly delicious minestrone. I had ravioli. Kelly had chicken parmesan. The portions were spot on; we were sated but not stuffed when we left the ristorante. Que bella!

Look here to peruse the menu fantastico. http://www.domenicsristorante.com/

Okay, I can forgive her Domenics. We were hungry, neither of us had breakfast that morning, and it was early afternoon. We needed to eat. Today, however, her cunning plot to kill me with kindness was so blatant that even I saw through it. She took me to Extraordinary Desserts in San Diego, on Union Street. There I had a glass of tea...

...and a devonshire Napolean. Look HERE to see the (attempted) murder weapon. http://www.extraordinarydesserts.com/

OMIGOD! The bottom layer was strawberries, blackberries, and raspberries and the Napolean was topped with an edible flower and a huge strawberry. It was served on a plate of strawberry and raspberry sauces swirled together.

We're doing Chinese tomorrow. It's been nice knowing you.