Yesterday was McHappy Day where at McDonald's 1$ from every Big Mac and Happy meal goes to children's charity so guess what we had for dinner last night? Usually Wednesday is what we dub Starvation Day at our house as it's the day before grocery shopping day and we've run out of food and the house looks like Old Mother Hubbard's (I always wondered if she was L. Ron Hubbard's mother) cupboard and everyone's always scrounging around for food but yesterday was a good Wednesday: my mother and I went to our fave. Italian place for lunch for our early Mother's Day lunch(and brought home lots of left-overs) and we had the Big Macs etc. for dinner so no one was hungry yesterday. It was a good day.
At the restaurant I had this most decadent chocolate mousse cake as well that cost something like 12$ a slice but it was sooooo worth it,and worth all the millions of calories it must have been as well. Oh, my God it was incredible! It was orgasmic, the kind that makes your toes curl inward and your eyes roll in the back of your head and you just moan in pleasure. I just wanted to get naked and roll around and make love to it. I could have died right then and there with that as my last meal and I would have died happy and with a full stomach and with a smile on my face. The mushroom soup was also so good and reminded me of the one I had in Russia and my mother even said to the waiter, My compliments to the chef on the soup! It's just like the one we had in Moscow! Is the chef Russian? turns out he wasn't, but oh, well. I had the Pollo penne al forno (sounds like porno) and she had their specialty pizza with chicken, feta, hot peppers, sun-dried tomatoes, mushrooms, onions, etc. and we shared everything. It was a gastronomic delight.I think it's also safe to say that gluttony is my biggest sin.
Funny,too: the 12 YR old thought that memoralbilia sounded like some sort of disease, and today a very special girl who will always be close to my heart turns 16 but the poor kid's sick today( she caught the virus my hubby had and the 24 YR old just got over) and she's grown so much and over-come so much; she's a warrior. She will also always still be my B.B. no matter what, and no matter how old she gets, even if she claims to no longer remembers(I still think,and hope, that she really does though) and even if her mind doesn't remember I hope her heart still does, and I know I always will.
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