Archive for March 25th, 2010

• Day 26: Oh no, Gwyneth Paltrow Talks Ice Cream Sundaes…

  Date: 2010.03.25 | Category: Celebrities | Response: 0

  

  Does anyone read Gwyneth Paltrow’s much-mocked Goop? Me neither but I read about her filming in Nashville and scoring some chocolate sundae with toffee no less and had to check out the item in Goop. See below.

  P.S. I wanted to post an image of a fantastic hot fudge sundae and I saw some pictures and nearly fainted because I want to remind you I am on Day 26 of no sweets. So I’m not posting a picture but next time I might. I’m weak today and not so sure about this whole damn plan.

  NOW I WANT A SUNDAE!

  From Goop:

  Mike’s Ice Cream
  208 Broadway
  +615 742 MIKE
  www.mikesicecream.com

  We indulged one afternoon with a remarkably delectable Sundae here at this old-fashioned Ice Cream Shop. It has murals on the wall that remind you of a soda fountain and tall bar chairs with coiled backs. The Sundae was perfect, not too large, made with good vanilla ice cream, drenched in chocolate and peanuts, and with just the right amount of toffee.

• Day 26: Dreaming of Red Twizzlers & Relapses

  Date: 2010.03.25 | Category: Uncategorized | Response: 1

  

  I had a dream last night that I slipped and ate a bunch of red Twizzlers and, I think, some miniature Reese’s peanut butter cups. In the dream I thought, oh I’ll have to confess this in the blog.

  I don’t remember who I was with specifically but I do know it was in some sort of small supermarket and at one key point in the dream I found myself near little display cases of cheap candies.

  My favorite!

  What’s annoying, though, is that I chose to bite into the Twizzlers. They’re okay but I can take them or leave them. They are not even in the top 50 of candies that I like.

  If I am going to lucid-dream about eating cheap candy, I’d rather it be Junior Mints, banana taffy (the kind you can only buy in bodegas on Ninth Avenue in New York City), York peppermint patties, milk chocolate Dove bar bites etc.

  I was talking to someone else last night who was once a Twizzler freak so that must be why I dreamed of them. But I was also talking to a cupcake freak last night.

  Why couldn’t I have dreamed of vanilla cupcakes with fudge icing?

  Life – and dreams – are so unfair.

  Ta for now,