I am still in a daze and full from the meal I had here a few days ago. Don't ask me what I had, it's all a fog now. I just remember my terror at the enormous plate of delicious food that was placed in front of me.
I tried to escape, but I was caught in its gravitational pull.
Once I was able to consume enough to break away, then box the remainder... my terror was refreshed when my lunch date ordered an eclair for dessert.
I'm going to have nightmares about chocolate, whipped cream, custard and ice cream for a week.
Delicious nightmares.
Excuse me while I roll away from the computer.