I went two days without a lick of the batter or frosting or a bite of Punchy’s triple chocolate layer cake with raspberry buttercream. And then---that half eaten slice left on a bright red and white peppermint striped paper plate called me one too many times. After that vanished, it was on to other sweets I had resisted.
I want to remember this. Night is my plight.
Merry Christmas.
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