Of Chocolate and Tres Leches

I love chocolate.

However, mine is not a simple love. Chocolate and I have a very complex relationship. Indeed, it could be said that one does not fully understand me until one fully understands the depth of my chocolate cravings.

And yet, recently, just this month in fact, I encountered a dessert so good that it has almost made me (gasp) forget chocolate.

It is the very un-chocolaty tres leches cake from Masa, a fancy Mexican restaurant in downtown Minneapolis.

I wrote of my first Masa tres leches encounter here on this blog and I've also been talking it up to those within ear shot.

And last night, I also managed to talk my hubby and another couple into heading downtown and getting some tres leches cake.

Masa is kiddy-corner from Minneapolis' Orchestra Hall and on warm summer weekends, there is free music outside in the plaza. We stopped in at Masa and ordered up the dessert to go.

We ordered two slices of tres leches, and then, just as the hostess took off for the kitchen, my chocolate dark side got the better of me. I called her back and switched one of the tres leches slices to the chocolate cake.

A massive Frida Kahlo posed in the entrance way kept us company as we waited for our take out cake. Once it arrived, we took it across the street to Peavy Plaza for some people watching, some music listening and some sweet eating.

I was a little worried that I'd built up the tres leches to such epic goodness that it wouldn't impress my friends. But it was every bit as delicious as I remembered and all of us were sucking our forks clean of every last tres leches lick.

And even though the chocolate cake was also very good, I actually (double gasp) preferred the (you guessed it) tres leches.