Last week, Amy B, an old friend of mine from college, triumphantly returned to Texas. To celebrate her all-too-brief return to Austin we had dinner at Foreign & Domestic.

We had 7 desserts, with only one being a repeat. I ordered the carrot cake sundae, tasted both the chocolate parfait and the chocolate cake with vanilla bean ice cream, and with sugar-glazed eyes, I stared at the bacon root beer float. Sugar coma aside, my favorite dessert, compliments of the chef, was pomegrante ice cream with apple and fig streudel. It seriously tasted like I was eating magic. I felt a happy tingle on my tongue. Shouldn't magic feel like a happy tingle? I want a secret stash of Foreign and Domestic's pomegrante ice cream for stressful workdays.

Oh yeah, we had entrees, too. Interestingly, we had fewer entrees than desserts. We also had fewer people than desserts.

It was Austin Restaurant Week, so there was no reason not to order off the three course prix fixe restaurant week menu. Half of our table ordered from the ARW menu but we also snagged some gruyere popover appetizers - the redhead has decided that we need to go back and just have popovers for dinner.