We went out to eat dinner with a friend of ours this evening. I was mostly good. I had a Philly Cheesesteak, Pub fries, and a glass of lemonade.
Then the wife asked the waitress what the daily desserts were.
The first thing the waitress said was “Brownie.” My kryptonite.
I know I shouldn’t have ordered one. I was weak. I did.
Then the waitress said “Would you like chocolate drizzle on it?”
To my credit, I did debate this. Again, I knew I shouldn’t. But again, kryptonite.
I ended up ordering the drizzle.
The brownie came to the table. There was more than a “little” drizzle. I said “this is likely to kill me.”
I tried to eat around as much of it as I could.
It was a most excellent brownie.
And now I’m paying for it.
I’m feeling nauseous to the point that I took an Odansetron. My blood sugar is probably sky high. I’ll be checking it as soon as I’m finished posting this.
I’m not totally useless. I can always sere as a bad example.
Don’t do as I do, my Hordeling. Be better.
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