Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Life Is Short. Eat Dessert First.

So I did.  Yes, really.

Last night after the husband came home from work, and piddled around for a while, and then started circling around the kitchen, giving me all the clues that he was getting hungry, I said to him, "I just need a leetle beet of sumthin sumthin special."  I held my thumb and pointer finger about an inch apart to show him what I meant.

He said, "OK, let's go down to Longhorn Steakhouse.  (Son) Caleb is waiting tables tonight, and we'll ask to be seated in his section.  I could eat a good steak, too.  It's been a while."

Wow.  My husband knew that I was being too lazy to cook dinner just knows me so well, doesn't he?  He's quite the guy.

During the drive down he asked me what I was hungry for.  I said dessert.  He slowly turned his head , looked straight at me, and reminded me that I never get dessert, which is true.  It's not that I don't like dessert, it's just that I'm usually too full by the end of my meal to comfortably enjoy it.

So when our handsome and wonderful waiter came by to take our order, I ordered dessert first, and it was DELICIOUS.  I was hungry and so I could really enjoy every bite.  Here it is - the chocolate brownie sundae, in all its glory:

For some insane reason our waiter put two spoons in there.  I wasn't in a sharing frame of mind.

Then, after I finished my dessert, I dined on my main course - mushrooms stuffed with four cheeses.  

I thoroughly enjoyed my meal, and I did it MY way.

Who says you can't change up the rules a bit, anyway?


  1. Life is waaaaay tooooo short not to enjoy dessert first at least once.

  2. Rules? What Rules? We don't need no stinking rules!

  3. Our pastor has always maintained desert before dinner!!!! But my oh my is that desert just for one? Is it that huge or did the picture make it look that way.. The mushrooms looked as good as the desert to me!

  4. Great minds think alike Jill. I was going to write a post tonight called "10 Things I Like About Being An Adult" and number #2 was going to be:
    "No one can scold you when your dinner consists of two dreamsicles, an oreo cookie, a glass of coca cola and a hot dog." Which is exactly what I ate yesterday for nourishment, in that order and only had the hot dog because I figured my body wasn't going to take too kindly to the lack of protein, even for a day.

    Still, your dinner looks MUCH yummier. And man, that brownie is definitely something to write home about isn't it? Whew! You get a round of applause from me for finishing the thing. YAY!

  5. My Dad always preferred to eat his dessert first and finish a meal with a bite of meat. Me? As long as it is food I eat it in no particular order.