Saturday, June 7, 2008

To eat or not to eat... what to eat is the question?

So, I am sitting at my computer and discover an empty place in my stomach that is begging to be filled. I need to go shopping, so my already limited options are more scarce. I look up and suddenly my eyes narrow on the healthy grapefruit sitting at the center of my table in a glass display dish (meant to entice people to eat its contents before looking elsewhere). I disregard this thought and scan my memory for what is available in the kitchen.

I quickly realize that there is still some of the Kirkland brand ice cream that I so love, calling for me from the freezer. How can I resist this call? I am at the freezer in what seems a split second and have removed the container lid before the carton has even reached the counter. I look inside to determine, "Should I get a bowl or just finish it off?" The container is just over 3/4 full... I keep thinking. I pull out a spoon, still considering if I should ration this last portion since who knows when I will have the opportunity to eat ice cream again.

The cream is hard, too hard for the table spoon in my hand. I come up with another plan--use a sharp spoon. As I test this idea, pressing the sharp spoon to the cream I easily dislodge a nice little nugget. I decide to enjoy this small bite before pulling out one of the girls small IKEA bowls. The rich vanilla flavor and creamy texture cover my tongue and all sanity is driven from me--I no longer need that bowl.

I return to the computer with the carton and sharp spoon in hand. I sit at the table and continue to work on the projects at hand--email responses and looking up information for our summer travel plans.

In what seems like only a few short moments (and bites) I realize that the sharp spoon has already penetrated the base of the container. "No!" I hear myself say. My mind is scrambling in disbelief, "Could I possibly be at the bottom already?" I look up and again my eyes narrow on the healthy grapefruit sitting at the center of my table in a glass display dish. I look at the sharp spoon and laugh as the irony of the situation hits me.

So, I pull out my camera to capture the moment and sit at the computer trying desperately to slow my devouring pace. As the last, congealed bite melts into every tasting sensor in my mouth, I lift the container and evaluate how much can be drunk down. Not much, what a shame. Do I get out the scissors and lick the last bits? No, that smacks of desperation... but still. I quickly go to the kitchen and crush the container before throwing it into the burnables dispenser. Done.

I go back to the computer and revel as the last hints of vanilla and cream pervade my senses.


I should probably qualify that I purchased a different icecream for my family so I could enjoy the TWO, 1/2 gallon containers of Kirkland icecream all by myself. It took me less than 2 weeks to finish them both! It has nothing to do with an utter lack of self control--after all, I AM pregnant!

FYI. A sharp spoon is a spoon with a serated edge used for the specific purpose of eating grapefruit, it cuts into the fruit so you don't have to use a knife!

4 comments:

Mad Queen said...

Great story... and love that you took a picture of the ice cream next to the grapefruit.... I could hear your voice say "NO" when you hit the bottom of the ice cream container... too funny. And hey, you are doing great because you did not get more ice cream this last Costco trip...???? That is some self control after your lack of it.

And what in the world do you have a sharp spoon for?? That is new to me.

Happy eating for two.

Brandi said...

I'd have gone after the ice cream too. Ice cream is one of my food vices and once we start to talk its over for me. Enjoy it, it's one of the benefits of being pregnant.

Cami said...

Hey, what are you talking about...two weeks. It would have taken me a mere two days, and I am not even pregnant.

Elder Beech said...

April, Congrats on the new baby. We are so happy for you guys. My vic e was strangely, chocolate milk. And, I don't even like milk! Pregnancy can be such a strange thing..

Jennifer Beech
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