As for the saying "well you just want your cake and eat it, too" I ask... Well what good is cake if you don't eat it? And if you don't eat it right away, what good is stale cake? Can one just stare at cake and not be tempted to eat it... why would you bake it in the first place? Does one like to torture oneself? I know for damn sure that I like cake, I like cookies, too. I'll be damned if I go into the trouble of baking one, waiting for it to cool (oh the torture) icing it, then just not devouring it -- that is ludicrous. Does one wait for someone else to? I've never been the type to allow someone else to step into my territory, especially not my kitchen that holds the cooling rack that gracefully rests (best case scenario) an especially moist carrot cake.
I suppose this diatribe correlates nicely with relationships... Of course we all want that guy (or gal) and we want them with all the sides -- with regards to cake, that would be the icing, the sprinkles, even the funny silver colored metal sprinkle balls that adorn the top of fancy cupcakes. Why should we expect any less though? Just like cake, why swallow flavorless clumps of dough? God only knows it contains the same calories, but it's just not as satisfying as a freshly baked chocolate (or carrot) cupcake with fresh buttercream icing and rainbow sprinkles... even if one must swallow a Lactaid pill before fully committing.
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lol, you are hilarious. By the way I love cookies. I also love sticking my finger in a cake and totally taking a chunk of icing out of it. I have no idea how to even debate or comment on this saying. I never really understood it much either. I'm just impressed you can make one.
So what is the real life equivalent of a lactaid pill? Valium?
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