Mississippi Station (3943 N. Mississippi Ave.)

I have reviewed Mississippi Station before, but that was back when they first opened. They had a much better sounding menu then, with words like "creme fraiche" and "herbed berries". Now their menu has words like "onion rings", "triple-decker" and "hoagie". All respectable words, depending on what you are looking for.

Kristin and I were seeking the strawberry shortcake that we had smelled earlier in the evening when we walked through the restaurant on our way to see a show at Mississippi Studios. We found a seat near the door and a waiter that looked like the guy from that really dumb show Men in Trees (you know, the guy that Anne Heche left her husband for), except our waiter was much cuter and probably much younger.

Not only was he adorable, but he brought his enthusiasm for the strawberry shortcake to our table. After we finished our appetizers, he said hopefully, "Did you leave room for dessert?" his eyebrows raised. We nodded and asked for the strawberry shortcake. He did that teenage "Yes!" move, with the elbow (you know what I'm talking about) and then turned his head slightly, "two plates, two forks?" We nodded. He smiled and off he ran.

The musicians from the show we saw sat at the table next to us, loudly talking and hugging and eating. Our waiter suggested they move to another table, which I was quite grateful for. Also, was grateful because the Killers (who I will always have a soft spot for since their first album was Hot Fuss and since Fuss is my last name, I really like to think that they are singing about the Hot Fuss that writes this blog) were playing on the sound system and two bus boys came over to clear the table whilst playing the air guitar and singing backup, which was quite entertaining.

The strawberry shortcake was enormous and fresh and the shortcake was still warm and not too sweet. You can't get any better than that. You just can't.