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To celebrate the end of my company’s fiscal year and damn fine year-end review, Conny surprised me with dinner at the Cub Room. She got the chicken under brick (though we did not actually get to see the brick) and I went for the classic Wall Street hot shot dinner of steak, or to be more precise, filet mignon.

Everything was amazing. The cocktails were perfect, the entrees delicious, and the dessert, an apple tart, was a religious experience. I’ve never encountered a pastry as compelling as the one I had tonight.

I did have to pause for a moment, though, when I hear “El Cargo” playing, which is music from Splinter Cell: Chaos Theory. At that point, I kept wondering if someone was sneaking up behind me, ready to break my neck. I told Conny when she went to the ladies’ room that if the lights didn’t work in the bathroom, don’t go inside.

A great meal and a moment of video-game soundtrack nerd zen. What more could I want?