"If you want ice cream, or something, I would go get it for you."
The look on his face told me he knew what I was up to. Being the loving husband that he is, he went along with my idea. The only problem was that at 10 p.m. on a weeknight, most ice cream shops are closed. All but the Baskin Robbins - Dunkin Donuts combo store down the street. I knew I liked this house for a reason other than the basketball hoop in the back!
Just to throw some numbers at you, this sundae has over 1,220 calories per serving. It's loaded with 80 grams of fat per serving. That's 125% of your daily allowance for fat intake. Jeff and I both found the statistics disgusting, but he argued that the taste outweighs it. To avoid ingesting the entire worst food in America, Jeff only ate about 75% of the sundae before handing it over to me. I vowed that I would try just one bite to see what the hoopla is all about and that would be it. I took that one bite right in front of Jeff and then exited to the kitchen to put it into the freezer for safe keeping. As I did, I took one more giant spoonful of the delicious death wish.
Jeff finished scooping the rest of this little treat into his mouth tonight. Currently, he is licking the cup clean. I guess if you are going to indulge, you might as well go all out!
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