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July 23, 2014: Further update. Realized that the Golden Gate Mornings page is getting way too long. So i broke it up into monthly chunks. Figure that might make it easier to read.

Monday, April 10, 2006

Guilty Pleasures

Tonight, leaving work a little early as the wife was tired after a late night out last night, we tackled our nightly question. "So... what do you want for dinner?". From the way she had asked the question, i kinda got a drift that she had a certain craving she wants satisfied. So i gave a modified version of my typical non-commital answer, "still full from lunch dear, what do you want? you crave something don't you?". Heh, if a voice can blush with embarrasement, her replie certainly did. In her wee small voice, which, when first used, gripped my heart strings and never had let go, she said, "don't judge me, i feel embarrased to say, but i have a guilty pleasure to confess... microwaved frozen bean burritos". Oh, how i laughed.

We both have guilty food pleasures really. When we are not both being slighly snobby foodies and eating our monthly pay cheque away at our favourite resturants. Her guilty food pleasure is Panda Express and frozen bean burritos. Mine resides in the realm of Burger King, Carl's Jr., and Taco H(B)ell.

Some days, some days we just crave. There is no logic or reason to it. Your mouth just crave a certain taste, and were you not satisfied... oh, the humanity indeed, were you not satisfied! Today was one such day for the wife. Started at lunch with the need for rocky road ice cream (almonds, not walnuts thank you very much!) and culminated tonight with the desire for microwavable frozen burrito (2 for a dollar at the local Safeway market, the bank account loves it too!). For her, the guilty pleasures represented the college days, when making ends meet can come down to that last dollar. The guilty pleasures represented the mall where she hung out during high school and have loved ever since. Ah! how i am most pleased that i can help her satisfy her guilty pleasures.

Though her cravings are not always for the guilty pleasures! After all, it was also that same craving, though this time for that delectable hearty southern French loveliness that is cassoulet, that allowed us to discover our favourite French bistro.

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