Sunday, May 1, 2011

That Chocolate Strawberry

Last night by mother went to an auction, at which she was present for a lengthy period of time. Among the many things she purchased there was a delicious, circular brownie cake that smelt like a million dollars. But not only that, it was adorned with the most perfect looking chocolate strawberry I have ever seen. This strawberry would have been the prom queen of strawberry high. It's like a princess of the fruit kingdom draped in an elegant dress of rich chocolate. This strawberry could very well be the pinnacle of the berry kingdom. It sits atop the highly exulted throne of the entire food kingdom, ruling over all non-chocolate/mediocre strawberries. It puts every vine-bound, boxed, or rooted strawberry to shame. And this perfect strawberry now sits atop my dining room table, lonesome and waiting to be devoured.

As my family ravenously attacked this brownie, the strawberry remained untouched. Amidst the feeding frenzy this strawberry somehow survived, and before I knew it I was alone with this magic piece of fruit. The decision now was whether or not I should eat this elegant fruit, and the obvious decision would have been yes. But I chose to abstain. Why? I honestly have no idea, perhaps that is why I chose to write this blog. Maybe I want to admire the sheer beauty of something so simple yet so perfect. I know this sounds weird and you are probably thinking I have some creepy strawberry fetish or something, but this berry is so perfect. I now sit alone with it once again and I wanted to quickly express my love for this chocolate covered strawberry before I indulged in the consumption of such an amazing and delicious fruit.

So, you creeped out now or what?