Whipped cream. I dream of it.
Unhealthy eating, I know, I know. I've been warned about it. Chocolate filled croissant warmed in the microwave. A tablespoon of butter in coffee.
The hot, the melted, the chocolate. Gooey cheesy burgers. Toasted bagels with slathered cream cheese, double loaded mozzarella on pizza, chocolate drizzled over anything.
I do have unhealthy favorites, and I give in to them. Also, thank you so much for asking, they do make me feel good. Because, here they are:
A bowl of microwave melted Hershey's kisses and mini marshmallows.
Graham cracker S'mores, 23 seconds in the microwave.
Hot cocoa with a 5 second squirt of Reddi-Whip.
McDonald's will mix half and half of any flavor shakes for you. A half Arctic Orange with half Chocolate.
Sliced apples smothered in melted French Vanilla frosting.
All cupcakes. Again.
Hot dogs sliced down the middle and filled with shredded cheese, then wrapped in bacon and put under the broiler for 4 minutes.
Doritos sprinkled with taco seasoned shredded cheese, diced tomatoes, crumbled turkey meat, microwaved for 1:25, then dolloped -- twice -- with sour cream and guacamole.
One scoop of chocolate ice cream with maraschino cherries on top. It's OK because I said one scoop.
Girl Scout Thin Mints.
Boy Scout Cheese Pop Corn.
Instant brownie in a microwave with a surprise for you slather of raspberry preserves.
Lay's Thick Cut Vinegar and Salt Potato Chips stacked delicately atop sloppy joe meat.
A baked potato, nuked, and stuffed with bacon bits, sour cream, cheddar cheese and a touch of salsa.
A tall glass of Fanta orange soda served over a big fat scoop of creamy vanilla ice cream. Close your eyes. Romance.
I wish you the occasion of joy and food, friends. In the way that hot fudge sauce warms me from the inside out.
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