The First time ‘Dessert’ was not dry

I have a fetish for anything sweet. It is a guilty pleasure in itself I know. Sweets, carbs, calories, they are enough to raise brows in all fitness oriented persons. Not that I don’t like health foods, but ice-creams are something that I can never say “no” to. I think many of you would agree with me on this.

I have had a cavity in my tooth that I had to fix and I was so hell angry on sweetened products that I quit them…and turned my back on them. But not for long though.

When the first time I tasted “tiramisu”, and it melted in my mouth like butter on hot pancakes, it was as if nothing could have tasted better. The small ice-shavings they put in there, the chocolate and coffee dippings, the creamy centre, it was enough to get all my attention. I glued myself to the spot for an hour, tasting every drop of ice cream on my palate.

It was as if I was somehow transported in the enchanting fantasy world of Willy Wonka and his chocolate factory as I have read as a child and saw in the movies. The taste of the dessert made me feel that charm a child feels in front of a candy store. It was a bit of an innocent pleasure that made me feel happy and satisfied. Though afterwards, I really felt a bit conscious for all those calories I took in. But then I could work-out and shed those. After all sometimes in life you got to be a child and feel excited for a piece of candy or an icecream cone…just to not forget that little child in us.

Published by novicecontentwriter

Hello and welcome to my blog. I am on a journey from literary world to the digital world, learning several things like digital design, web development, content writing, SEO, digital marketing etc along the way. If you are reading my blog, get ready to indulge in simple thoughts to cherish throughout. I love creative writings and love to sew the creative patches into a beautiful whole, just like a rainbow. One that you would love to read and relate to. However, there would also be patches of design, development, SEO and content writing sometimes and my journey to learn them.

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