...that I can sink my teeth into! Finally. You may have thought I was crazy (for more than one reason), if you caught me writing that I don't enjoy chocolate cupcakes. For the record, it is not ALL chocolate cupcakes---just the ones I bake. How unfortunate. Those are the most convenient ones. I wasn't hopeful of any food delights today. On the agenda: dropping off the car for a 20K mile check-up. Probably a car wash (since they give you a free one after servicing). Equipped for the wait with my iPhone and book, I took a stroll to the nearest Starbucks from the dealership. Don't worry, it wasn't far. I tried a sample, placed my usual order (iced black tea lemonade sub coconut), and nestled into one of the comfy chairs by the window. Here, I was prepared to settle into an hour of Words With Friends (scrabble lovers, this is the best!) and the last chapters of my second foray into the literary world of Nicholas Sparks (The Last Song...book is better than the movie). From time to time, I broke my gaze from my iPhone (it was a struggle). On one such occasion, I spied a beautiful thing---a little girl sitting in her stroller. But wait, that's not the beautiful thing. She was digging her white plastic fork into the fluffiest, prettiest pink frosting! My wallet jumped into my hands faster than I'd jump if I saw Keanu Reeves walking through the door. I reasoned to myself, I hadn't had breakfast yet...a chocolate cupcake would be the perfect solution to this dilemma. And thus, we have the story of how I turned an otherwise bleak outlook on food prospects, into a sunshine food moment.
...that I can sink my teeth into! Finally. You may have thought I was crazy (for more than one reason), if you caught me writing that I don't enjoy chocolate cupcakes. For the record, it is not ALL chocolate cupcakes---just the ones I bake. How unfortunate. Those are the most convenient ones. I wasn't hopeful of any food delights today. On the agenda: dropping off the car for a 20K mile check-up. Probably a car wash (since they give you a free one after servicing). Equipped for the wait with my iPhone and book, I took a stroll to the nearest Starbucks from the dealership. Don't worry, it wasn't far. I tried a sample, placed my usual order (iced black tea lemonade sub coconut), and nestled into one of the comfy chairs by the window. Here, I was prepared to settle into an hour of Words With Friends (scrabble lovers, this is the best!) and the last chapters of my second foray into the literary world of Nicholas Sparks (The Last Song...book is better than the movie). From time to time, I broke my gaze from my iPhone (it was a struggle). On one such occasion, I spied a beautiful thing---a little girl sitting in her stroller. But wait, that's not the beautiful thing. She was digging her white plastic fork into the fluffiest, prettiest pink frosting! My wallet jumped into my hands faster than I'd jump if I saw Keanu Reeves walking through the door. I reasoned to myself, I hadn't had breakfast yet...a chocolate cupcake would be the perfect solution to this dilemma. And thus, we have the story of how I turned an otherwise bleak outlook on food prospects, into a sunshine food moment.
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