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miles
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Saw a cooking show yesterday that featured homemade pies, and I made one last night. A chocolate cream pie with a crust made of 16 crushed oreo cookies (with the icing), a half pound of bittersweet chocolate, eggs, and butter, topped with real whipped cream. None of that instant pudding shit. We're talking crack here.
Tried the first slice after lunch. Another at 3:00. Then a big slice for dessert, and just to make sure it hadn't spoiled, one more around 10:00. Right now I'm thinking about cutting a small slice to have with a glass of milk right before going to bed, just to get me through the night.
They say the first step is admitting you have a problem. I'm powerless in the presence of chocolate.
I feel so dirty.
Tried the first slice after lunch. Another at 3:00. Then a big slice for dessert, and just to make sure it hadn't spoiled, one more around 10:00. Right now I'm thinking about cutting a small slice to have with a glass of milk right before going to bed, just to get me through the night.
They say the first step is admitting you have a problem. I'm powerless in the presence of chocolate.
I feel so dirty.