I'll swallow your soul.......
I was STARVING!
I woke up hungry this morning, so I had a bowl of cereal. Obviously that didn't do the trick, because I had half a bagel with cream cheese after I got to work. Obviously that didn't do the trick, because by 10:30 my stomach was eating itself! So, I waited until 11:30, then hopped in the minivan. I didn't even know where I wanted to go, so I let my stomach guide me. My stomach took me clear to the other side of town to Wendy's for a double cheeseburger - no pickles. (Note: KOM, I tried to call you to see if I could pick you up something, but the answering service picked up. I figured you were good for lunch!)
After I finshed scarfing that down with some fries, I realized the real reason why my stomach led me to this part of town.
Flan.
Yes, Flan.
"But stomach" I said, "Counting on Flan is a bad idea. They haven't had any at the restaurant the last several times we've been here".
"Gurgle, gurgle, GROWL!"
Ok - so I decided to not anger it, and ran into Via Corona to see if they had any flan. There was one guy ahead of me in line, and he stood just far enough away from the person in front of him that I couldn't get close enough to the refrigerator case to see if they had any flan. I could see the little sign for the flan, but it looked sadly, empty behind it. Finally, the guy moved forward and to my everlasting delight, there it was, FLAN, the dessert of the gods!! I only had enough spare change for one, otherwise I think I would have bought two.
I have it sitting next to me now, I will dive in as soon as I finish writing. It is such a teeny tiny little bitty eensy weensy container. But, I will cherish every bite!
I woke up hungry this morning, so I had a bowl of cereal. Obviously that didn't do the trick, because I had half a bagel with cream cheese after I got to work. Obviously that didn't do the trick, because by 10:30 my stomach was eating itself! So, I waited until 11:30, then hopped in the minivan. I didn't even know where I wanted to go, so I let my stomach guide me. My stomach took me clear to the other side of town to Wendy's for a double cheeseburger - no pickles. (Note: KOM, I tried to call you to see if I could pick you up something, but the answering service picked up. I figured you were good for lunch!)
After I finshed scarfing that down with some fries, I realized the real reason why my stomach led me to this part of town.
Flan.
Yes, Flan.
"But stomach" I said, "Counting on Flan is a bad idea. They haven't had any at the restaurant the last several times we've been here".
"Gurgle, gurgle, GROWL!"
Ok - so I decided to not anger it, and ran into Via Corona to see if they had any flan. There was one guy ahead of me in line, and he stood just far enough away from the person in front of him that I couldn't get close enough to the refrigerator case to see if they had any flan. I could see the little sign for the flan, but it looked sadly, empty behind it. Finally, the guy moved forward and to my everlasting delight, there it was, FLAN, the dessert of the gods!! I only had enough spare change for one, otherwise I think I would have bought two.
I have it sitting next to me now, I will dive in as soon as I finish writing. It is such a teeny tiny little bitty eensy weensy container. But, I will cherish every bite!
1 Comments:
LOL! I have NEVER heard of someone having an irresistable craving for flan. That's great! LOL! :D
By Reese The Law Girl, at 2:13 PM
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