Homemade Chocolate Dessert Recipe Essentials

People always tell me that the most important thing in life is knowing how to enjoy the path. But for me, the only truly tasty morsel is the cherry on the icing of the cake.

Always, at the end, you would feed me strawberries and cream. That was your fetish. Truth is, we had nothing in common but outstanding lovemaking and lots of the most tender feelings and mutual understanding, and love, so much love. We never talked about anything. Truth is, we had nothing in common but outstanding lovemaking.

A small boy in an ice cream parlor faced with the endless variety of flavors and aromas must select only one and remember forever and ever the wondrous taste of the flavor he did not choose, the relentlessly nagging taste of an opportunity you lose.

You know, Mommy, I am fifty today. I still clean my plate. The doctor says I have to change my eating habits, otherwise I am at risk of having a stroke. Is it more dangerous than having a lifetime education breakdown?

An unforgettable taste sampled many years ago becomes impossible in one’s imagination, an obsessive yearning, an endless search, and every new sampling full of promise turns into, as always, the taste of disappointment.

The reception hall is completely full. The door opens and the crowd rises to its feet, applauding him. He played so well today and made such beautiful music. Bottles of champagne are opened. Waiters pass through the room with golden trays laden with pyramids of marzipan balls. The bitterness of their almonds mixed devoutly with the sweetness of the sugar is the perfect analogy to the desperate war raging in my heart due to the close friendship we share: the war between the sweetness of my affection for him and the bitter jealousy with which I pray in utmost sincerity for him to fail.

Paris. Coffee shops with pictures of Dalí, Sartre, and Jacques Brel on the walls. Beautiful girls on bikes. It is raining and I just bought an old quill pen and a hardcover notebook, but I definitely will not write now, since the book I will start tomorrow is so much better than the book I would write today.

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The house had been vacated. There was nothing left that they were not forced to sell; it was only on the table standing in the center of the empty, echoing space that they continued to serve the food on beautiful dishes. After all, one cannot forget that the essence of life does not change and will forever be determined by other people’s taste.