Instant Pleasure

If I did my own grocery shopping, I predict that I'd buy some of the same foods each week.

1. ginger, for tea-making
2. royal gala apples
3. calipo tuna
4. lychee
5. instant mashed potatoes

Instant mashed are so satisfying.

Thinking of all things delicious, this weekend i baked my mother a cake. It's bad. I do sweet deeds mostly so I can mention them to her when she accuses me of being a bad kid. Her issue with me? I'm never home. So, the ideastarted when I found a box of duncan hines chocolate fudge cake mix in my cupboard 2 weeks ago. It was next to a can of zoodles.

But aside from the zoodles, everything else in my cupboard was Italian-mother approved. AKA there was no sugary, crisco-ey, 170-cal per tablespoon icing. After days of putting the buying off, I knew i had to go buy some diabetic-inducing joy. I had to go out that night. I had to show my mother that I still care about her, even if I only go home to eat, sometimes sleep and to watch MTV and the news.

But buying the vanilla icing was almost as gross as what eating that shit will do to your arteries.

I ventured into No Frills at 3pm on a Saturday. JAMMED. I felt midly out of place between the Indian families and men who must shop here. I found the express line (1-16 items), payed the $1.99, and ran back to my Crown Victoria. Slush got all over my calfs (or cows).

2-hrs later I iced the cake, presented it to her, and dissappeared downtown until the next morning. She loves me still.

Even though i stuffed down most of the cake this afternoon. As noted prior, they're cows.

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