My stomach is starting to precede me into a room. Or maybe it's just tonight. I have added a food baby to the regular baby.
We went to Pizzeria Uno -- partly b/c I wanted pizza, partly b/c I wanted to give D a break from my persistent Thai craving -- it was like a voice chanting in my ear, "Red curry, red curry, red curry." So I gave the curry a break and got an individual deep-dish pizza.
But that was not enough! It should have been. But it wasn't. So we got this really big, vile yet delicious dessert - a giant peanut butter cup with ice cream on top. I'm happy to say we didn't finish it. But we made more of a dent in it than we should have.
The peanut butter cup had an Oreo cookie crust on the bottom. It reminded me of what I called "dirt" in Carvel ice cream cakes when I was four -- this textured, gravelly chocolate in the middle of the cake. I think I called it dirt to illustrate my simultaneous repulsion by and attraction to it. I found myself similarly fascinated by this "dirt."
Also, they were playing an old Huey Lewis song from Sports -- "Bad is Bad." I remember when he was actually "cool" (not cheesy) and my best friend at the time adored the cleft in his chin. So I hatched a plan to buy Sports from Amazon along with a prenatal fitness DVD that has a salsa dancing segment! A fun purchase, no? But I don't know if I'll get around to it. Swimming seems to be my activity of choice these days.
We went to Pizzeria Uno -- partly b/c I wanted pizza, partly b/c I wanted to give D a break from my persistent Thai craving -- it was like a voice chanting in my ear, "Red curry, red curry, red curry." So I gave the curry a break and got an individual deep-dish pizza.
But that was not enough! It should have been. But it wasn't. So we got this really big, vile yet delicious dessert - a giant peanut butter cup with ice cream on top. I'm happy to say we didn't finish it. But we made more of a dent in it than we should have.
The peanut butter cup had an Oreo cookie crust on the bottom. It reminded me of what I called "dirt" in Carvel ice cream cakes when I was four -- this textured, gravelly chocolate in the middle of the cake. I think I called it dirt to illustrate my simultaneous repulsion by and attraction to it. I found myself similarly fascinated by this "dirt."
Also, they were playing an old Huey Lewis song from Sports -- "Bad is Bad." I remember when he was actually "cool" (not cheesy) and my best friend at the time adored the cleft in his chin. So I hatched a plan to buy Sports from Amazon along with a prenatal fitness DVD that has a salsa dancing segment! A fun purchase, no? But I don't know if I'll get around to it. Swimming seems to be my activity of choice these days.
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Okay, just picturing the deep dish pizza makes me drool too.
Kristen - sounds huge!! I think the desserts should probably be shared by 3 people :) Or 2 people and a dog...