Sambuca

Hudson and I went on a date at Sambuca in Houston, which is fancy restaurant with live music! They were featuring a band called Fried Ice-cream with a splendid vocalist. This was quiet an experience. Picture a round booth, just for two, encompassed with red-velvet lined walls that reach the ceiling. There was soft lighting from our personal chandelier, a single flickering candle on a small, wooden round table. Beautiful and very romantic.

Hudson tried the Blackened Red Snapper Etouffee with shrimp and crab over a bed of spinach and dirty rice. I tried the Crab-Stuffed Salmon with lobster veloute, served over asparagus. It was ridiculously delicious.

This might throw you for a loop though - for an appetizer, we ordered the Escargot En Croute. Yup, escargot. I was happily chowing through the dish until I realized that in my mind, I had confused escargot (snails) with caviar (fish eggs), which explained why I didn't taste any fishiness. But, I will admit I had no problem eating three snails before I was aware of this fact. It was prepared with lemon and garlic butter, wrapped in spinach and smoked gouda, and finally topped with these yummy puff pastries. While I was trying to figure out why what i thought were fish eggs looked oddly like a mushroom, it finally all clicked that I was eating snail. After poking my food so much, I don't think I could mentally conquer a second helping. So I guess I liked it cause I managed it each

three...though I wouldn't be able to eat it again.

It was certainly a night I will never forget.