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the best thing i've eaten this week was the dessert at meg's birthday dinner, on friday. we took the birthday lady to miracle grill, which was great—the much-hyped garden is as fantabulous as everyone says it is; the service was great; the peach sangria was yummy; and my grilled shrimp, mango, jicama, and toasted pumpkin seed salad was the perfect dish for a summer night out. but, no offense to miracle grill, the best thing that i ate that night wasn't from their kitchen.

for dessert, liz (aka icebox) brought cream puffs from choux factory, a japanese-owned cream-puff store near her apartment. when we talked about her bringing them, she said how hard it is to not stop for a cream puff every single time she walks by this place. now that i've had them, i can absolutely sympathize. these things were so unbelievably luscious and perfect. they were rich but not too rich, sweet but not too sweet. the inside was gooey, the pastry was flaky, the sugar on top was crunchy. plus they looked like little cauliflower (choux), which means many bonus points in my book.

i took the leftovers home and gave one to stephen....i think if i brought home cream puffs every time i went out, he'd be willing to babysit whenever i wanted. i may have set a bad precedent here....