Your Friday Pudding Update.
Today, in my ever-growing ravening lust for puddings, I went to a pudding restaurant. Yes indeedy, a restaurant that serves puddings of all varieties and hues. My joy was all-encompassing!
At this restaurant, I found a unique item - papaya pudding. Papaya pudding! I had to try it, Friendbots, for how could I resist, the sexy alliteration, the juxtaposition of sweet creamy and tart papaya-y, the slice of papaya balanced precariously on the edge of the cup, as though daring me to disturb its rest?
However, when I received it, I noticed that the wedge of papaya had been dragged through the surface of the pudding. Oh, the funky horror! Someone had... papaya-handled my pudding! So I called the waiter over, and I said, in fluent Hawaiian:
"E ke kuene, ua milimili 'e 'ia neia mikana!"
I am actually not that clever. the_xtina wrote that entry so that I could indulge my taggy squee.
Also, today's pudding was, again, vanilla. It is lovely, of course, but I am ready for chocolate. Or papaya!
At this restaurant, I found a unique item - papaya pudding. Papaya pudding! I had to try it, Friendbots, for how could I resist, the sexy alliteration, the juxtaposition of sweet creamy and tart papaya-y, the slice of papaya balanced precariously on the edge of the cup, as though daring me to disturb its rest?
However, when I received it, I noticed that the wedge of papaya had been dragged through the surface of the pudding. Oh, the funky horror! Someone had... papaya-handled my pudding! So I called the waiter over, and I said, in fluent Hawaiian:
"E ke kuene, ua milimili 'e 'ia neia mikana!"
I am actually not that clever. the_xtina wrote that entry so that I could indulge my taggy squee.
Also, today's pudding was, again, vanilla. It is lovely, of course, but I am ready for chocolate. Or papaya!