You don't have to wait for those beautiful earthy colors to seap through to make you believe you're in Autumn bliss once you've had Pecan Pie cake from Chadra Mezza Grill. The layers of vanilla, brown sugar and everything that mimics pecan pie brought a warm yet chilled delight to my every being. Surprisingly though, this audicious dessert was infused with something carousing, something with a bit of hoopla and giddiness...something along the line of RUM! Now, by any means do I consider myself a 'light-weight' if you will, but after several invigorating bites, I was feeling kinda fuddled, a bit boozy, maybe a wee pie-eyed, pixilated and overall, just feelin' kinda Scottish. Had I eaten the entire slice, I'd have transpired into a half-seas-over sailor! The wince of liquor permeated into the filling and the butter-scotch tasting topping transpired my
dipso senses. But really, come to think of it, this cake will not give you an instant admission to an AA meeting; my mellow-after-state could be partially blamed for the couple of Kahlua cupcakes enjoyed only hours prior. Everybody should believe in something -- I believe I'll have another
drink slice!
