Unsuckable

I had a Peter's milkshake today. It was very cold, perfect for a hot day. It was also very thick, too think to drink through the straw. So I took the lid off and used the straw like a spoon. I scooped it and slurped it and licked it and gulped it. It wasn't quite an ice cream cone, and it wasn't quite a milkshake. It was a wondrous hybrid, perfectly balanced between liquid and solid. That is, until it started to melt. Then it became just an ordinary milkshake, and with a decided sense of loss, I sucked it dry.

But I decided in that moment that in a perfect world all milkshakes would be unsuckable.

Today I Ate Sugar

Today I ate sugar. I went to the Cheesecake Cafe and had a banana split cheesecake sundae with extra Callebaut chocolate sauce. It was really good. Especially the first couple bites. My tongue couldn't quite believe it. That's what abstinence will do for you.

So the moral of the story is, if you ever want to heighten a pleasurable experience, go without for a while.

Tomorrow I'm Going To Eat Sugar

Tomorrow I'm going to eat sugar. This is a big deal because I haven't had any sugar for a long time. Well, a month or two.

When I don't eat sugar, I don't miss it. Not really. My body forgets. It forgets to crave it. Once I eat some though, all my cells cry out with one voice, "I REMEMBER YOU, MY LONG LOST LOVE!"

Tomorrow I'm going to eat sugar. I thought that deserved a blog.