You could probably figure it out by the painting that I did a couple of years ago in the background, but I love milkshakes. A lot.
Something else I happen to be a big fan of is whiskey. I seriously keep empty Jack Daniel’s bottles to use as vases for fresh flowers. I even put whiskey on my steaks.
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There are certain universal pleasures in life: noticing that flowers are blooming at the end of winter, finding surprise money in your pants pocket, and topping a dessert with a fat helping of whipped cream.
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Back in the 90s when I was a small child there was one food I craved above all else. My mom’s fudge batter pudding. The dessert is like a chocolate lava cake with emphasis on the lava part. Just picture, you pull a dish out of the oven and it looks like a super-sized chocolate cake. But then as soon as your spoon digs past the first inch or two of cake you hit hot, chocolaty goo. That’s a technical term there, goo.
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