Taste-Bud Time Machine
Tags: beer, chocolate, partyingPeople in their fifties sometimes long to be in their early twenties again. Now that’s a revelation. But do I want to wake up to remnants of this post-midnight snack on my night table: beer and chocolate ice cream?
My chef-in-training nephew, living with our family for a time, might have been testing the palate’s response to the hops-chocolate combination. That wouldn’t explain why this morning I found the ice cream carton and its melted contents in the refrigerator instead of the freezer.
I’m too old to remember the crap I ate after prodigious late night partying of my youth. Maybe the partying is why.
While taking this photograph so my nephew won’t forget his eating habits years hence, a tinge of guilt made me pause: I’m violating his privacy. But jealousy easily trumped guilt.
Dan
The funny thing about this is i woke up that morning and thought about how ridiculous the scene was. I thought to clean it up then but was in a hurry to get to class. “you can clean it up right when you get home, just close the door and maybe you can spare yourself the embarressment” i told myself…But like most minute tracks i try and cover it not only was discovered but put up on a blog!! Oh well atleast my parents didnt do this when i was kid, you coulda seen some real culinary experiments, man,maybe someday ill grow up and not fall asleep occasionaly with a mouth taste of beer and chocolate…but i really hope not.