What a terrific, towering, almond-batter, buttercream-icing birthday cake they made for my mom. We've got it about halfway eaten right now.
The Chocolate Decadence, a slice of which I ate last week, was like a one-night-stand with a vampire.
"You won't remember, I'll never forget," it whispered after leaving me unconscious in the dining room.
Well, I remember now and long for another encounter.