I seem to be experiencing an overwhelming need for several things, as of late. It's creating an alarming trend.
I think my mom must've programmed it into me.
I swear. For a couple years there, every time we ate out, it was at Burger King, because she couldn't get enough of their Rodeo Burger.
But ask me now when was the last time I ate at Burger King?
Go ahead.
So long ago, I can't even remember.
In fact, Burger King's gross.
Since then, we've had intermittent bouts of food obsession ranging from Oreo shakes at Hogi Yogi to Mickey D's Mcdouble and fries.
But lately, oh lately, the winds of delicious change have been blowing.
Corinner-Elly's Latest Fetishes:
1) Shrimp: Why are those little fellas so tasty-licious??
Garlic creme sauce, coconut, fried, on-a-stick, honey walnut, fettuccine Alfredo, cocktail, you name it. If it has little crustacean legs and no head, I am going to eat it.
I mean, come on. That speech was pitiful and all...
but not pitiful enough to make me stop visiting Red Lobster!
mmmm....
2) Mints & gum: There's just something about fresh breath that fills me with joy.
My favorites? Icebreakers Spearmint mints...
and Eclipse Spearmint Big-E-Pak gum.
My adoration can be summed up by the following story:
"Gem and I were driving home one Sunday when she nonchalantly asked to have a mint from my purse. Realizing that I was almost out, I quickly reserved one for myself and graciously allowed her to partake of one herself should any remain. Luckily, there were exactly two left. Jauntily popping one into her mouth, she quickly dropped the other into what she thought was my open palm. It was not. It was instantly gone, lost in the abyss that is my car floor. Knowing that I was driving mint-less and slowing seeping into a state of panic, Gem offered to retrieve it for me. Long story short: she ended up diving head first under my seat to retrieve my beloved mint, legs flailing and wheels swerving. At some point, I'm not sure what, she pulled out a flashlight to further the hunt. There eventually came a moment where we almost gave up until finally... she found it! And I ate it. The End."
What?...
To the general population:
Yes, I did allow my sister to risk her life to retrieve an insignificant piece of breath refreshing sugar from under my seat while barreling down the highway at fifty miles per hour in an act of selfish desperation.
To my mother:
Of course I kept my sister safely buckled in the passenger seat while going well under the speed limit as I suffered from a severe case of halitosis all because I've built my life around being responsible and safe.
3) Cupcakes: Would you say that I enjoy a plethora of cupcakes? I would.
I made these little beauties for my last day of internship at the Orem Osmond Designs. They were banana cupcakes with cream cheese frosting, otherwise referred to as little pieces of heaven in a paper wrapper.
I'm sure you're wondering why I brought treats to my own farewell party? So am I.
Somehow it made sense in my mind...
They were a way to say 'thank you' for all of the help my coworkers had given me while I had worked... for them... for free... five hours a day... for four months...
Like I said. So am I.
But nevertheless, cupcakes are scrumptious. I especially enjoy the delightful, new-and-trendy gourmet cupcake shops.
Any one else notice how there's one on every corner now?
Right next the gajillion frozen yogurt places?
Not a complaint, just an observation.
That about sums it up.
Who knows what it'll be next week.
