Ice Cream & Other Desserts

Before I married, I sampled every kind of ice cream and many desserts. I love a variety of flavors but found the most common one was vanilla. Vanilla is fine for taking the edge off hunger, but it isn’t satisfying as the only dessert.

Once I married, I found that, too soon, the wild variety of flavors became fewer and fewer and vanilla was finally the settled-for dessert. It was ok. That is, until okay was no longer okay. I wanted lime sorbet – or lemon – even peach but no, it was vanilla for dessert. I would bring home sorbet, chocolate, maple nut and yet, when I wasn’t focused, I would end up with vanilla. My first wife used to like all kinds of desserts. Eventually, I found she preferred vanilla, so that was what we had.

After a while, I found myself going and getting lime sorbet by myself. I had some fudge brownie and maple nut on my own. Not all the time, just when vanilla wouldn’t do the trick. When we divorced, it wasn’t over dessert. It never really is.

As a freshly single man, I found that I had my choice of desserts and while sometimes I could only find tasty-but-common vanilla, occasionally I would happen upon some exotic treats; flavors I’d never known before and some I had forgotten. I liked the sweet ones but also the savory kind. I found some to be bitter and some a bit sour and they were fine for a change.

I like a little tart sometimes, too.

I married again and we rarely had any dessert. It just wasn’t on the menu in our house. If I craved it, I would go out and get some as before. My dessert-capades were few and far between though. I found my need for sweets to be diminished. The second marriage was through hard times. I just needed to get through the days and let the nights flop where they did. There was more to life than dessert, my second wife often said. Of course, she was right, as always.

Now I’m single-ish again and I’m thinking about desserts. I remember how they were offered everywhere I went and most of the time, I had to say no – I was just not that hungry.

I’m craving desserts again and the thought of finding something exotic, something new, something tasty gets me excited again. I don’t know where to begin. A honey cake? Rainbow sherbet? A lime sorbet?

I know -- I’d like to start with a little tart.

Ooooooh a POEM?

I’d like to start

With a little tart

And then I’ll have a sorbet.

A tiramisu,

A Crème Brûlée,

And then I’ll call it a day!

Ah, yes. Begin with a tart. A French Apple Tart. Where can I find one tonight?

Is there someone out there who wants to bring me dessert for two? Dessert alone leaves me wanting. I love to share.

Oh, hell, I don’t need anything specific, just surprise me. Call first, I may already have dessert on the way.

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