Monday, July 23, 2012

Danish Dessert

I had one of those raw awful days that called for some emotional eating.

Sometimes crying isn't cathartic enough.

So, I pulled out a little white and red box.


I boiled a pot of water...emptied its contents...added berries.

I poured it atop a freshly baked cake slathered with creamy whipped cream cheese.

And I ate it.

Crumb by crumb.

With some help from a most willing Boy.


The calories were worth every bite.

Even though it took about two days of vigorous running to run off my cake gut.

But I still have a's called having children.

I have dreadful stomach-tightening genetics.

Thank goodness for the berries though. Antioxidants are like magic.

The End.