While Sean and I lived in Montreal, we would frequent a little dessert cafe called Rockaberry. It had the most amazing desserts. My favourite was the Chocolate Cheese Pie. OMG, I loved it. When we moved back to BC it broke my heart to know I would never have another Chocolate Cheese Pie again.
I moved back to Victoria while Sean stayed in Montreal to finish up his Masters degree. On my birthday that year, Sean's grandmother died, so Sean flew home for the funeral. But before making his way to the airport, Sean stopped off at Rockaberry to pick up a piece of Chocolate Cheese Pie. He put it on dry ice, put it in his carry on bag and flew it all the way from Montreal to Victoria.
Imagine how surprised I was to get a Chocolate Cheese Pie for my birthday in Victoria. That was probably the sweetest gift I've ever received. It just so happened Sean's plane had problems with the heating system and they sat on the tarmac for hours with no heat, not enough blankets, in November, in Montreal, with dry ice at his feet. If that isn't love, I don't know what is.
Over the years we tried to find the recipe for my beloved Chocolate Cheese Pie. Even one of Sean's students emailed Rockaberry to get the recipe with no luck [but that is a whole other sweet story]. Since then Sean has researched and experimented with enough recipes that we now think we can make an almost perfect Chocolate Cheese Pie.
Last night we went out for a pre-birthday dinner and I came home to a Chocolate Cheese Pie. Pure LOVE and I'm not talking about Sean ;)
Today I am 38.
Now, let me eat pie.