Yesterday, I made up a bowl containing the last of the coconut sorbet Amanda gave me in New York and the last of the brownies Lincoln and I made in Chicago. It was a well-traveled dessert. It was also a fairly large dessert, and I got sick of sugar halfway through and stuck the rest of it in the freezer, still in the bowl and with the spoon for easy access later.
Just now, I removed it from the freezer and took a bite. Immediately, I knew something was wrong.
"Cwap," I said, the metal spoon stuck to my tongue.
Mike, confused, began to applaud.
I breathed on the spoon until it warmed up enough to dislodge from my tongue, sadly still taking a few taste buds with it. "Crap," I repeated.
"Oh," said Mike.
Just now, I removed it from the freezer and took a bite. Immediately, I knew something was wrong.
"Cwap," I said, the metal spoon stuck to my tongue.
Mike, confused, began to applaud.
I breathed on the spoon until it warmed up enough to dislodge from my tongue, sadly still taking a few taste buds with it. "Crap," I repeated.
"Oh," said Mike.
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Date: 2010-01-07 06:17 am (UTC)...Apologies if lemon imagery makes you wince right now.
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Date: 2010-01-07 03:42 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-01-08 03:10 am (UTC)The rest of your coconut/cookie dough stuff was nommy.
Wuv you!
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Date: 2010-01-08 03:28 am (UTC)no subject
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