dessert
is communal property. This
is dinner, is it not? There
are rules. We set a date and
it came. We share the wine,
offer and decline entree bites
- make great impressions, feel our way
cautiously through these minefields, but
dessert - by rule -
is no gray area! What's mine is ours,
here. Even though you (as you always
will) decline to order, I (as I always
have and had presumed, will) order
the biggest, deepest, best chocolate thing
they have.
And holy shit.
You aren't kidding around, are you?
I think
well, wow, I love chocolate too!
You are not kidding around.
I get a bite or two
of it myself. Working
fast
Delicious,
but
after a few years of this,
suddenly I switch
to creme brulee
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