14th June 2012

Dear Chocolate Mousse,

You are wicked but I love you.  I heard you calling me from the fridge and although I tried to ignore you (I put my earplugs in) it was too late and you had penetrated my thoughts so that I just couldn't resist your chocolatey charm.  Of course, there you were, in all your 'left-overs' splendour, ready for the taking.  So I surrendered.  I took you.  I plunged my spoon deep into you.  And before you or I knew it, you were slow-dancing with my taste buds and making me all dreamy. 

Soon there was nothing left of you, not even a morsel to scrape off the sides of your cup.

Veramente delizioso!

X

jojobee




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