The following says more about my taste in writing (and reading) than any diatribe I can foist upon you dear readers.
Gushy, romantics essays on one’s romance with a Madeleine are okay, and well written prose regarding food will always capture my attention.
But honestly? Descriptions akin to this…
….these pecan praline flapjacks are like kissing Jesus on the lips.
…will always strike the strongest chord.
via West Seattle Gay Party Force