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Psychosomatic Cheer
The BF somehow found a jar of cherry preserves at the supermarket, and operating on the concept that I love putting novel new things in my gaping horrific maw he brought them home.
I'm using to cherries being something you only ever see one at a time, on top of ice cream sundaes.
Eating a slice of bread spread with cherry preserves is the single most ridiculously decadent-feeling thing I have EVER DONE. I know people eat, like... cherry pies and stuff elsewhere in the country, but I've never had one. This is the most cherry I have ever had in my mouth.
So that's heartening. And delicious.
I'm using to cherries being something you only ever see one at a time, on top of ice cream sundaes.
Eating a slice of bread spread with cherry preserves is the single most ridiculously decadent-feeling thing I have EVER DONE. I know people eat, like... cherry pies and stuff elsewhere in the country, but I've never had one. This is the most cherry I have ever had in my mouth.
So that's heartening. And delicious.