on su-lin's behest, i tell you about our new sinful dessert. they come in individual pieces, about the size and shape of a madeleine but made of dark chocolate. inside: warm and gooey, outside: slightly firmer than a mousse. indescribably delicious, yet impossible to eat more than one of at a time - besides, like lewis' perelandran fruit, having more than one at a go just seems unthinkably wrong*. had one after dinner yesterday and today and a whole tray still waits in the fridge, leftovers from a shindig had by professors and vips over the weekend. happy.

* although, unlike the fruit, one after every meal seems just about right.

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The Mambo Kings Play Songs of Love - Oscar Hijuelos