Dear Cheesecake

by | Nov 17, 2011 | Little Nothings, Little Obsessions | 14 comments

It all got very serious in here all of a sudden, didn't it?

Well, people, prepare for the stupidest thing I have ever written. And possibly, the most meaningful.

Today I am writing to the following prompt from Mama Kat:

5.) Write a love letter to an inanimate object.

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Dear Cheesecake,

I have always been fond of you. I think you know that.

But yesterday, in my darkest(ish) hour, you became a hero to me.

Yesterday was a sad day. It was hard to put one foot in front of the other but Cheesecake, I have a family now and life must go on.

That is how I found myself stumbling across you at the store in my quest to cobble together some semblance of an evening meal for my family. Once the dinner ingredients were safely in my basket, I caught a glimpse of you. Even peripherally, you were beautiful. A light seemed to surround you, a glow. This was possibly a marketing ploy. I don't care.

Cheesecake, it was love at 12,234th sight. It really was.

By the time I saw you yesterday, I was feeling like maybe the world wasn't about to end. I was feeling it was a mini-Apocalypse at most. So you can imagine what it meant to me that you came available in quarters. Yes, a quarter of cheesecake was about the size of my troubles, Cheesecake. A quarter of you seemed perfect.

When I got you home, you know I wanted to be with you immediately. But I tucked you away at the back of the refrigerator and dutifully set about the tasks that go with being 'She Who Runs This Joint." I fed and I bathed and I tucked in. I did what any mother must do. Even one with a heavy, heavy heart.

But then, it was you and me.

Tentatively, almost shyly, I opened the fridge door. Once again, you were bathed in a magical light. With trembling fingers, I pulled you to me, I flipped back the lid that contained the very essence of you and I plunged my spoon deep within your softness, delighting at the moment when my spoon met the resistance of your biscuity base.

When you were in my mouth? It.was.heaven.

Cheesecake, we can't always be together. But for that brief moment, we had it all.

A quarter of you is worth two in the bush.

What?

Until next time, my love,

Angie

 

Note: My love letter? Possibly more porn-ish than I intended. But this is cheesecake we're talking about.

Hello friends

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I’m Angie!  I mum. I write. I wife. My husband would say this is the correct order.  He’s so neeeedy. I live with my family in Melbourne, Australia, where I complain about the weather for 90% of the year – but I can’t imagine living anywhere else. Except maybe in Lake Como, waving to my neighbours George and Amal each morning.

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14 Comments

  1. Megan @ Writing Out Loud

    Dear Cheesecake,

    I’m heartbroken. I thought you were mine and with one click to a blog I find I was wrong. How many others are there?

    Yours in tears,
    Megan

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  2. Amethyst

    Oh, I am lusting after cheesecake now. All I have is Apple Pie & Custard…

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  3. Rae

    I’m almost blushing….

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  4. Lisa

    Baaahahahahaha! Cheesecake slops!

    Angie you have brought us with you through the good, bad and the ugly, and I for one am loving it!!

    Glad you’re feeling better today x

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  5. Ladybird

    You totally went all American Pie on that cheesecake, didn’t you? You So did, and you know it!

    You promised me you wouldn’t censor 😛

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  6. Jen

    I will totally echo this love letter. Cheesecake is fabulous.

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  7. MJ

    Cheesecake gets around, huh? At J’s request, she came for a birthday visit to our place last night, and she was goooooooood. She left some of herself in our fridge – all I can say, is Cheesecake is talented and we love her for it.

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  8. Rachael

    Oh man. Cheesecake. So delicious.

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  9. jen

    There is this little hole in the wall restaurant in Monrovia, CA called Market Grill that has the worlds best cheesecake. They only have it on Fridays. During my maternity leave, Cheesecake Friday was like a holiday.

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  10. Galit Breen

    Hee! Oh you, how I adore you {and cheesecake!}!

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  11. Natalie @MamaTrack

    So awesome. I was going to write this prompt on my love of Hershey’s Shell (for ice cream), but I failed to make it funny. So I pulled the plug. Yours, however, is awesome.

    To the cheesecake.

    Reply

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