Although summer doesn’t officially start until next week, I think it’s been hot enough for us to consider it officially summer. And, with the change of seasons, always comes a wonderful array of seasonal fruits with which we can delight in eating all summer long.
Peaches, plums, watermelon. And let’s not forget an old favorite, corn.
Watching our little toddler gnaw on an entire ear of corn last night was pretty precious.
But see, it’s not really corn and fruit that I want to talk about today. It’s dessert.
Why? You ask.
Well, last week, when I wasn’t caught up in the details of a BFF’s pending labor and another BFF’s new baby at home, I noticed that there were lots of emails flying back and forth about, well, cake. Amongst different groups of friends, making it all the more fascinating to me.
And no, not “oh, let’s make new mommy a cake and bring it to her in honor of her new baby.” We’re not that generous, or, frankly, that organized.
Just generally emails about cake. And stuffing our faces with it.
And just a week ago, I got caught up in a contentious discussion with my sister over the pros and cons of cake v. pie.
See, the thing is, with the exception of angel food cake with homemade strawberry icing, I could go the rest of my life without cake. My older sister, in particular, was outraged at such a notion and scoffed at pie. How dare she turn her nose up at a warm cherry pie?
Now – I do love the jelly roll my mom makes around July 4th because well, who doesn’t like cake rolled in heavy whipping cream with blueberries and strawberries mixed in? I can get on board with being patriotic when it comes to themed desserts. The jelly roll is a lovely presentation and while bad for your arteries, it’s good for your soul.
And that’s really what today’s entry is about. Dessert is good for your soul. And your body. If you’re a KT reader, then you are as thin and rich and beautiful and powerful as you want to be – therefore, you need not skimp on dessert.
But see, I’d much rather have pie.
Give me a piece of warm home made rhubarb strawberry pie any day – and man, I am happy.
How about some peach pie with a little ice cream on top?
Mmm mmmm mmmm…now you’re talking.
I mean, who doesn’t come home from a few hours on the beach and want to stuff their face with some pie?
So what does it say about you if you are a pie lover or a cake lover?
Are you sweet but still a little tart if a pie lover?
Are you a little dry but still sweet if a cake lover?
(This has the potential to turn into a pornographic entry. Don’t think this is lost on me.)
And what if you are an equal opportunity dessert lover? You’ll take it all? You’re like the Italian of the bunch, you’re all for love. Never a hater? Or are you basically like a hooker? You’ll take anything, so long as someone else is paying. Ha.
I, for one, stand for pie. I will look forward to eating as much of my mom’s home made pies as she’ll make when I’m around this summer. I don’t discriminate. Blueberry, rhubarb, peach, apple, whatever floats your boat, I’m all for it. But my sister was left wondering, is it just the sweetened fruit that I love, or do I really love pie crust? Afterall, who am I to turn away a piece of quiche?
If I’ve succeeded in making you hungry and got you to thinking about what you will have for dessert tonight, then my work here is done.
