Saturday night, hubs and I went to the Grand Bohemian Hotel to make sweet love.
Just kidding. We don’t get hotels for that. We use the car.
We actually met some friends for dinner at the restaurant inside the hotel, The Boheme. You think they could have been a little more clever naming that one. We were there to celebrate Elton’s birthday. Celebrating Elton’s birthday is similar to making sweet love without the making sweet love part.
The Boheme is a more upscale restaurant. They shock and awe you with their awesome light-up menus so you forget about their heart attack inducing prices.
The Boheme is part of Orlando’s Magical Dining month. What that means is, for one month every year, poor people can eat at the expensive restaurants for a fixed price ($30 pp). Poor people don’t get light-up menus.
The price includes 3 courses (appetizer, entrée, and dessert) and you get 3 options to choose from. I actually prefer menus that don’t give me a lot of choices. I’ve been know to curl up fetus style under the table at Cheesecake Factory because there are too many options. I’m like a kid. Tell me I can have mac and cheese, chicken fingers, or pizza and I will pick one of those.
I started with the Kessler Calamari.
The sauce on top had a curry flavor to it which I normally like but it was so salty, it wasn’t that good. I still ate it all. I was hungry and I’m going to get my $30 worth.
For an entrée, Hubs and I each had the 5 oz Filet Mignon. It had bleu cheese on top and came with mashed potatoes and asparagus.
5 oz was the perfect size for me (TWSS). Hubs loved it. I thought it was very good but a little on the rare side. Usually I like meat close to well done and the filet was medium rare. They didn’t even ask how I wanted it cooked when I ordered it and I didn’t think anything of it at the time. I still ate it all. I suppose it would have to moo at some point for me to not eat it.
For dessert, I had the Triple Chocolate Cake.
The cake was delicious and moist but nothing out of the ordinary. Still, I ate it all. Also, all my senses are heightened whenever dessert is around.
Hands off my not out of the ordinary cake!
Hubs had the Crème Brulee. To me, Crème Brulee is like horrible pudding (that’s my new band name – Horrible Pudding). If you want to make sure I don’t eat off your plate when we go out to a restaurant, get that.
After dinner, we headed over to the bar adjacent to the restaurant. I made a new lady-friend.
I only had a couple drinks since the place was pretty pricey. ($13 martinis. Ouch.)
Hubs and I didn’t even plan that shirt/necklace match. Since that happened on accident, I’m pretty sure that puts us in the running for most adorable.
Overall, we had fun hanging out with all our friends and celebrating Elton gracing the world with his presence. 🙂
Do you like Crème Brulee? (I think the only thing I like about it is that it rhymes with Robert Goulet.)