Saturday, September 7, 2013

How Much Does a German Chocolate Cake Weigh in my Belly?

I stood in the grocery store yesterday and actually contemplated this.  Sad?  You bet!  But I could have eaten the whole thing.  I didn't, though.  Just stood there with my tongue wagging and my eyes twitching.  I've always loved German chocolate since my childhood days (even though I'm Danish and Danish people still resent the Germans for occupying their lovely country during WW11).  I must have stood there like some dazed discount store mannequin for several minutes, oblivious to the fact someone accidentally had taken my shopping cart thinking it was their own.  I had to scour the store looking for a cart full of onions, celery, and broccoli.  The apologetic shopper was more than happy to relinquish it after spying the sorry contents.  I proceeded to checkout still licking my lips from my virtual encounter with sugar heaven. 

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