Mom and I went to Schimpff’s Confectionery yesterday, which is always a treat. Mom always buys me a half-pound of dark-chocloate-covered orange peel and I always buy her a half-pound of crystal cream roses in assorted colors and flavors. Here’s a picture of an orange one. These pretty li’l babies are pure sugar, and melt in your mouth. You’re also getting a picture of my weird fingerprints, with the vertical lines.
I didn’t take a picture of the orange peel because, frankly, it doesn’t look like something you would eat. And it isn’t something you would eat–not if I got to it first.
Another of my favorite noms is something my mother goes icchh about. She isn’t a big fan of peanut butter, my mom.
RITZY NOMS
- 2 Ritz (or similar) crackers
- peanut butter
- meltable white chocolate
Make a sammich of the crackers and peanut butter. Melt the white chocolate and dip the sammich in it or pour chocolate over it. Sprinkle with pretty sprinkles, if desired. NOM!
Since I’ve been back on my diet, I’ve rediscovered how satisfying food is when eaten in small quantities rather than large ones. Just one of these noms wouldn’t be very high in calories, and it would fill my head with happiness.
On a writing-related note, my #4 daughter and #1 beta reader read my story for #amwriting and gave me a MOST useful critique. Apparently, I’ve reached the point at which I know so well what’s going on, I’m assuming the reader does, too, but I haven’t dropped enough information yet. As you know, these things must be done deh-licately–oryouhurtthespell.
WRITING PROMPT: Does your main character prefer quality or quantity? Put him or her in a situation with someone of the opposite attitude.
MA
