Love at First Bite

If I wrote the dictionary, I would dedicate an entire page in the "D" section for desserts. It needs that much room to be defined and described. 

Desserts can be viewed as Google's standard definition- Desserts- noun. The sweet course eaten at the end of a meal.

This definition makes me laugh. That is such an archaic way of thinking about desserts. They have evolved in such a way that they need a new definiton.

Cake Pops

Desserts- noun. Any sweet edible object that brings one joy. They can be baked, fried, frozen, boiled, or toasted. It does not matter. What matters is that the dessert makes the diner happy. They can be eaten at anytime during the day or night. Midnight dessert snacks are highly recommended.  

Allow me to elaborate on what "happy" means. Desserts should have the power to embrace you emotionally. Essentially a warm hug to your insides. So warm that it melts away the diner's mind temporarily. After all, "stressed" spelled backwards is "desserts". Desserts are a cure, an antidote. They are friends and food, completely necessary for life to go on.

There have been times where I have been completely and blissfully at peace with just myself and some cake. As sad as that image may appear, I was not sad at all. As I have said before, desserts are not just sugar and flour, they are relievers. 

Desserts captured my love at first bite. The way they linger on my tongue and then spread their warmth to my fingertips and toes has made me a believer for life, no matter what those scientists say. This is my attempt at defining my passion, though I could never do desserts justice.