Did you ever have a dessert so good that you licked the plate?
And then asked for a second helping and licked the plate after it was gone?
I haven’t, either.
I would never do something so crass.
No way, not me.
But someone I know would, and someone I know did – this evening.
After an especially long “I don’t want to go to sleep because I’m an independent toddler with a mind of her own!” jag this evening, I emerged groggy from Grace’s bedroom.
Before I reached the end of the hall, I smelled baking apples.
Joe wanted to surprise me by preparing a Caramel Apple Strudel for our dessert. Isn’t he sweet?
Our second surprise – the strudel was so good that we ate the whole thing, each slice topped with a scoop of my homemade vanilla ice cream. I know no adjectives worthy of this extraordinary concoction.
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