I like the meal before the dessert. I don’t care for the sweets, it’s only secondary anyway. I think of my Grandma most of all when I see this word, she was very thoughtful with making desserts and I felt bad because I didn’t enjoy them as I should have. I do have a sweet taste, just not a sweet tooth.
My friend Michelle has had too much dessert today, or that is what she says. She finds the sound of sweets revolting at this point – I suppose you can have too much of anything. I understand how she feels. I can’t stand to eat more than a bite of fudge, and I don’t like cake. People think you are weird if you don’t like dessert, but I think most people prefer they didn’t.
It is Christmas time and I have had an array of desserts. I think I’ve gained about 10 pounds and counting… time to go back to the gym! I love nanaimo bars.
Such a simple thing you are, oh tasty treat. I find you at the end of a meal or, if no one is watching, and it is just you and I, I will enjoy your scrumptious bits before I satiate my nourishment needs.
Layers upon layers of buttercream frosting, each with its own intricate patterns and designs. Flowers, sea creatures, dragons, humans, all clearly depicted on this wonderful work of artistry. This was our dessert.
My dog hass been making some really horrible smells since he got into the christmas desserts. He wolfed down half a dozen oatmeal cookies, cleaned the vanilla pudding bowl, and of course choked down a third of a pumpkin pie. I suspect he wasn’t so much hungry, but an aspiring expressionist painter.
I will contact the MoMA once he finishes his oevre, in an hour or two.
i save you for later
after i’ve had my share
of boring america
each passing day
i’ll save you for later
we can find each other
after we have thoroughly digested
our share of bland terrain
Funny this should be the word of the day. Lance found a sign at a coffee house, it read: “Stressed is Desserts spelled backwards.”
For some that maybe true. Not so much here. Although there is half a blueberry pie and two pans of banana bread within easy reach, I find myself in search of an elusive quality. I’m looking for something that goes beyond the temporary satisfaction pleasing sweetness, because I know I won’t find a sense of completeness in flaky crust or jammy filling.
dessert is something deliciously irresistible. when I think about sweets I can’t stop putting them in my mouth and just indulge every flavors in it! :) hmmm
YUMMMMM:) dessert pretty much rawks. Perfect end of meal or gathering or party or average day. Sweets usually fill the dessert catergory. Gotta love dessert<3
It was delicious, covered in cream, her every dream. Not a cherry on top, that would ruin it, but chocolate shavings–shavings from heaven itself. She waited for a spoon (out of politeness) but she could’ve eaten it face first, wiping up the last bits with her finger.
The dessert is hot and dry, it does not allow people to be slow and useless. Everything must be perfect in thie ecosystem or nothing will be allowed to survive. It’a the kind of place that youhave to know you’ll like before you even go there because there is not way you will learn to like it.
Sweet Jesus. How am I supposed to write about this word. There are so many things that are coming to my mind right now. I made a Paris Brest the other day with almond praline filling and chocolate ganache drizzle. It was absolutely delicious.
Today I went to the Cheesecake Factory. We had to eat quick so we could get to a play on time, so we got our dessert to go. I got a Banana Cream Cheesecake. It was delicious. We got my parents a chocolate cake, and my sister got a dulce de leche milkshake.
the sweetest of things, at the end of a hearty meal, usually sweet and delectable. Can be simple and elegant or decadent and expensive. Regardless a dessert is the happiness at the end of a meal… much like how he is always that happiness for me. I anticipate his arrival, am delighted when I see him and no matter what, even if the meal was crap or the day was a bust, at least I have him to look forward to.
I went to the ice cream parlor today. I met Ben there, the boy I had been seeing from school. I knew that it was wrong to lead him on since I still had feelings for Danny, but he was sweet and it was difficult to say no to his bright blue eyes.
A proper dessert is delivered in the morning, before the sun has come up. Mine is served in the summer, with the wind whipping through my window, sneaking across my ear, lying in briefness, on my forehead.
“You taste like dessert,” he said, drawing her close. “Sweet, and sinful.”
She shuddered, gritting her teeth, keeping herself as still as possible. She would not let those lips win, that cold, sweet breath win, those cold, delicate fingers swirling around her neck win.
I don’t want to be dinner, I want to be dessert. I deserve to be the treat, the longed for, desired perfect end to something wonderful. I deserve to be happy and have someone who loves me. I just forget that sometimes. So here I am, an appetizer when I should be dessert because I love him so.
There’s two kind ways you can eat dessert:
1) Sutff yourself; the feel gross but don’t regret it kind, because cookies are cookies and cookies are good! :)
2) Daintly peck at your dessert; it tastes good, but you don’t want to eat too much and stuff youself! BORING :(
I want to be in a dessert with a woman that has been in the dessert twice as long as I have and I will be without water however I will know where the water is and finnally i fall so deep in love with her so pure that I lead her to the water and just that happens she givees me her water and we combine water!
I eat dessert all the time during winter break;
cookies;
cakes;
cupcakes;
more cookies!!
Afterwards, I feel stuffed to the brim,
It is gross;
But I don’t regret it!!
So HAH, in your face!
It was the dessert to top off a horrific meal. The kind that makes your stomach hurt just thinking about it. He was a dreadfully burned one-course meal with a chaser of rotten fruit pie. I wallowed in the absolute pain of the taste in my mouth, almost even savored it. Not because I had a taste for the acrid, but because I felt that I could never deserve more.
Dessert is an amazing thing. Clary and Jace both knew that! If anyone could make an amzing apple pie, it was Jocelyn. Clary knew that Jace absoultely adored her mom’s apple pie, so she decided to try it for herself!
Instead of immediately going for the main entree, he crammed the soft cheesecake into his hungering mouth, starved from a day of work. A day of head on productivity led Thomas to believe that he deserved what was worked for, although it wouldn’t result in quite a fully nourishing meal.
Here, everything is eaten like dessert; the venison in a gravy that soaks through the poppyseed bun to the plate, the bread with bacon and asiago baked in. By the time you get the cheesecake you’re nearly sore. But on this farm, around the holidays, I envy their ability for sheer appreciation. To eat AS IF, even when the meat is coarsest. An enviable phenomenology.
cheesecake in the fridge right now. had carrot cake earlier. kids had chocolate brownie with ice cream. it was a good dessert night. preceded by steak.
Dessert is the best. I love Chunky Chips Ahoy the most. There once was a boy who ate too many chips ahoy. He wanted to eat more and more and simply could not stop! Until one day he said enough is enough, and began to eat cheese.
he was thirsty more than anything. walking in the dessert this long has drained him… he knew he wouldnt last much longer if he didnt get some form of nourishment soon. it had been a week of wandering and still no sign of life.
I’d never had them before in my life. But I’d read of them in books and scene pictures of things that looked as if they might have berries in them. For one moment, I thought that perhaps I might ask her for one of them. I hoped she might be kind enough to share.
If she was or did, then I’d be lucky. I’d have tasted something that I never thought I would have in my entire lifetime. But then again, I guess at my age, in my place, one doesn’t have a great many choices at all.
apple pie is the most delicious thing I have ever tasted. When mother would bake an apple pie for thanksgiving, it would make everyone happy with the wonderful aroma that filled the room. Smelling apple pie brings me back to the memory of my mother and always brings a smile to my face.
I like the meal before the dessert. I don’t care for the sweets, it’s only secondary anyway. I think of my Grandma most of all when I see this word, she was very thoughtful with making desserts and I felt bad because I didn’t enjoy them as I should have. I do have a sweet taste, just not a sweet tooth.
My friend Michelle has had too much dessert today, or that is what she says. She finds the sound of sweets revolting at this point – I suppose you can have too much of anything. I understand how she feels. I can’t stand to eat more than a bite of fudge, and I don’t like cake. People think you are weird if you don’t like dessert, but I think most people prefer they didn’t.
She had trickery for dinner, and vengeance for dessert. Her dress had pockets specially designed to carry concealed evil. Her favorite color was fear.
It is Christmas time and I have had an array of desserts. I think I’ve gained about 10 pounds and counting… time to go back to the gym! I love nanaimo bars.
Such a simple thing you are, oh tasty treat. I find you at the end of a meal or, if no one is watching, and it is just you and I, I will enjoy your scrumptious bits before I satiate my nourishment needs.
Layers upon layers of buttercream frosting, each with its own intricate patterns and designs. Flowers, sea creatures, dragons, humans, all clearly depicted on this wonderful work of artistry. This was our dessert.
Not to be confused with “desert.”
…I could really go for something with strawberries and whipped cream. Walmartwalmartwalmartwalmartwalmartwalmart
Cakes and scones. Teas with sugar and milk. Napkins folded gently on the laps of women dressed in lace.
The way that I remember the difference between dessert and desert is because the two ss in dessert mean you want two desserts! :D
My dog hass been making some really horrible smells since he got into the christmas desserts. He wolfed down half a dozen oatmeal cookies, cleaned the vanilla pudding bowl, and of course choked down a third of a pumpkin pie. I suspect he wasn’t so much hungry, but an aspiring expressionist painter.
I will contact the MoMA once he finishes his oevre, in an hour or two.
Deserted on a desert island, like in Arizona with the cactuses, and all I have to eat is a boston cream pie (dessert) .
i save you for later
after i’ve had my share
of boring america
each passing day
i’ll save you for later
we can find each other
after we have thoroughly digested
our share of bland terrain
Funny this should be the word of the day. Lance found a sign at a coffee house, it read: “Stressed is Desserts spelled backwards.”
For some that maybe true. Not so much here. Although there is half a blueberry pie and two pans of banana bread within easy reach, I find myself in search of an elusive quality. I’m looking for something that goes beyond the temporary satisfaction pleasing sweetness, because I know I won’t find a sense of completeness in flaky crust or jammy filling.
dessert is something deliciously irresistible. when I think about sweets I can’t stop putting them in my mouth and just indulge every flavors in it! :) hmmm
YUMMMMM:) dessert pretty much rawks. Perfect end of meal or gathering or party or average day. Sweets usually fill the dessert catergory. Gotta love dessert<3
It was delicious, covered in cream, her every dream. Not a cherry on top, that would ruin it, but chocolate shavings–shavings from heaven itself. She waited for a spoon (out of politeness) but she could’ve eaten it face first, wiping up the last bits with her finger.
The dessert is hot and dry, it does not allow people to be slow and useless. Everything must be perfect in thie ecosystem or nothing will be allowed to survive. It’a the kind of place that youhave to know you’ll like before you even go there because there is not way you will learn to like it.
unlike the word desert.. it is the sweet sensational part at the end.
Sweet Jesus. How am I supposed to write about this word. There are so many things that are coming to my mind right now. I made a Paris Brest the other day with almond praline filling and chocolate ganache drizzle. It was absolutely delicious.
Today I went to the Cheesecake Factory. We had to eat quick so we could get to a play on time, so we got our dessert to go. I got a Banana Cream Cheesecake. It was delicious. We got my parents a chocolate cake, and my sister got a dulce de leche milkshake.
the sweetest of things, at the end of a hearty meal, usually sweet and delectable. Can be simple and elegant or decadent and expensive. Regardless a dessert is the happiness at the end of a meal… much like how he is always that happiness for me. I anticipate his arrival, am delighted when I see him and no matter what, even if the meal was crap or the day was a bust, at least I have him to look forward to.
I just miss him a lot right now.
I went to the ice cream parlor today. I met Ben there, the boy I had been seeing from school. I knew that it was wrong to lead him on since I still had feelings for Danny, but he was sweet and it was difficult to say no to his bright blue eyes.
A proper dessert is delivered in the morning, before the sun has come up. Mine is served in the summer, with the wind whipping through my window, sneaking across my ear, lying in briefness, on my forehead.
“You taste like dessert,” he said, drawing her close. “Sweet, and sinful.”
She shuddered, gritting her teeth, keeping herself as still as possible. She would not let those lips win, that cold, sweet breath win, those cold, delicate fingers swirling around her neck win.
“Too much dessert is bad for you,” she managed.
I don’t want to be dinner, I want to be dessert. I deserve to be the treat, the longed for, desired perfect end to something wonderful. I deserve to be happy and have someone who loves me. I just forget that sometimes. So here I am, an appetizer when I should be dessert because I love him so.
There’s two kind ways you can eat dessert:
1) Sutff yourself; the feel gross but don’t regret it kind, because cookies are cookies and cookies are good! :)
2) Daintly peck at your dessert; it tastes good, but you don’t want to eat too much and stuff youself! BORING :(
I want to be in a dessert with a woman that has been in the dessert twice as long as I have and I will be without water however I will know where the water is and finnally i fall so deep in love with her so pure that I lead her to the water and just that happens she givees me her water and we combine water!
I eat dessert all the time during winter break;
cookies;
cakes;
cupcakes;
more cookies!!
Afterwards, I feel stuffed to the brim,
It is gross;
But I don’t regret it!!
So HAH, in your face!
It was the dessert to top off a horrific meal. The kind that makes your stomach hurt just thinking about it. He was a dreadfully burned one-course meal with a chaser of rotten fruit pie. I wallowed in the absolute pain of the taste in my mouth, almost even savored it. Not because I had a taste for the acrid, but because I felt that I could never deserve more.
Dessert is an amazing thing. Clary and Jace both knew that! If anyone could make an amzing apple pie, it was Jocelyn. Clary knew that Jace absoultely adored her mom’s apple pie, so she decided to try it for herself!
Instead of immediately going for the main entree, he crammed the soft cheesecake into his hungering mouth, starved from a day of work. A day of head on productivity led Thomas to believe that he deserved what was worked for, although it wouldn’t result in quite a fully nourishing meal.
I have eaten too much dessert
Thats what I do at christmas
I eat cookies
and chocolate
and candies
and then
I regret all of it
Here, everything is eaten like dessert; the venison in a gravy that soaks through the poppyseed bun to the plate, the bread with bacon and asiago baked in. By the time you get the cheesecake you’re nearly sore. But on this farm, around the holidays, I envy their ability for sheer appreciation. To eat AS IF, even when the meat is coarsest. An enviable phenomenology.
i love desserts especially chocolate ones n gulab jamuns, i love cakes and brownies and pancakes and recently love to have sweeets after a meal..
I ate a chocolate cloud encased in a chocolate shell. there is no dessert like mousse…
cheesecake in the fridge right now. had carrot cake earlier. kids had chocolate brownie with ice cream. it was a good dessert night. preceded by steak.
Dessert is the best. I love Chunky Chips Ahoy the most. There once was a boy who ate too many chips ahoy. He wanted to eat more and more and simply could not stop! Until one day he said enough is enough, and began to eat cheese.
he was thirsty more than anything. walking in the dessert this long has drained him… he knew he wouldnt last much longer if he didnt get some form of nourishment soon. it had been a week of wandering and still no sign of life.
Dessert. Oh yum.
That looks heavenly.
Blueberry scones.
I’d never had them before in my life. But I’d read of them in books and scene pictures of things that looked as if they might have berries in them. For one moment, I thought that perhaps I might ask her for one of them. I hoped she might be kind enough to share.
If she was or did, then I’d be lucky. I’d have tasted something that I never thought I would have in my entire lifetime. But then again, I guess at my age, in my place, one doesn’t have a great many choices at all.
apple pie is the most delicious thing I have ever tasted. When mother would bake an apple pie for thanksgiving, it would make everyone happy with the wonderful aroma that filled the room. Smelling apple pie brings me back to the memory of my mother and always brings a smile to my face.