If you have ever read my blog entries about my picky boyfriend you would know that I suffer a lot with this boy. See, I am dating an Italian, and no cuisine is ever as good as Italian, and no food is ever as good as Mamma's. I have made him soba noodles with a nice miso tahini dressing, my "Amor Prohibido" Pasta with acorn squash sauce, and my show stopping Champurrado Tart with dark chocolate and anise. I still have not gotten a compliment worthy of my labors, so I keep on trying. Maybe I am just masochistic. He is arriving tonight to spend Easter with me, and so I thought I would prepare the date and yogurt creme brulees that I consider one of my signature dishes. The challenge is that much greater because he does not even like dates. I know you are probably thinking that was a bad move, but just think that the rewards will be twofold if I succeed. The cremes are in the oven baking, and he is on a plane right now arriving. After he eats them I will tell you the results!