Quotes About Indulgence

Strawberry Shortcake Swensen Serves 12 (or 6 if they ask for second helpings) To make this dessert, you will need: Pound Plus Cake*, three boxes of ripe strawberries, and a bowl of Hannah's Whipped Crème Fraiche.

One glance at the description that was written in smaller type near the bottom of the sign and Hannah's mouth started to water. The candy bars were impaled on sticks, chilled thoroughly, dipped into a sweet batter that was a cousin to the one used for funnel cakes, and then deep-fried to a golden brown. The booth was called Sinful Pleasures, and that was entirely appropriate. There should have been a warning sign that read, NO REDEEMING NUTRITIONAL MERIT WHATSOEVER

Why can no one here think of anything but chocolates?

Most problems can be solved through cake.

The battle of good and evil reduced to a fat woman standing in front of a chocolate shop, saying, Will I? Won't I? in pitiful indecision.

Le cose proibite hanno sempre il gusto migliore.

Sometimes, being told not to do something just makes us want it all the more. Sometimes, a little of what you crave is better than total abstinence.

And yet there is something oddly attractive about the crowded shop window with its piles of boxes and tins, and its Hallowe'en witches in darkest chocolate and colored straw, and plump marzipan pumpkins and maple-candy skulls just glimpsed beneath the half-closed shutter. There was a scent too- a smoky scent of apples and burnt sugar, vanilla and rum and cardamom and chocolate.

I have cardamom castles, and mendiants , and coconut truffles, and green almond crisp. Or would you prefer a cornet-surprise , with all kinds of different chocolate shapes- eggs, and chickens, and rabbits, and ducks, and little presents for everyone?

He looked round once more at the piled boxes, glass dishes, fondants, ribbons, rosettes, cracknels, violet creams, mocha blanc , dark rum truffle, chili squares, lemon parfait, and coffee cake on the countertop with an expression of slightly blank amazement.

Roux seemed different here, more relaxed, outlined in fire as he supervised his cooking. I remember river crayfish, split and grilled over the embers, sardines, early corn, sweet potatoes, caramelized apples rolled in sugar and flash-fried in butter, thick pancakes, honey. We ate with our fingers from tin plates and drank cider and more of the spiced wine.

Caro's eyes slid longingly over the display, the pralines, truffles, amandines, and nougats, the éclairs, florentines, liqueur cherries, frosted almonds.

This must be what an addict feels like, I think, trying to fight the pull of one last, quick read. My fingers itch toward the binding, and finally, with a sigh of regret, I just grab the book and open it, hungrily reading the story.

Do not cease to drink beer, to eat, to intoxicate thyself, to make love, and to celebrate the good days.

My friend is texting me about her crazy sex life and I'm sitting here eating bacon & watching Scooby Doo. LIFE IS SAD FOR ME.

Let's celebrate the end of Lent by doing everything we pretended to give up for Lent.

Let's give up our worst vices with the understanding that in about a month we'll indulge them with twice the fervor.

Today it the day for bright balloons, colorful confetti and yummy cakes. Chuck the calories, it is your day. Time to break all rules! Party hard and have a blast. Make it a day that you will perpetually remember. Have a fantastic birthday.

Good girls are made of sugar and spice, but I'm a bad bi... made of whipped cream and ice.

Feels so good being bad. Theres no way I'm turning back. Now the pain is for pleasure, cause nothing can measure.

I used to always sneak food into class to eat when I got bored...Well, not even when I was bored. I just love food!

Getting drunk after a hard day of being sober.

Being drunk is a beautiful thing sometimes.

I complain about being fat but then I keep eating...Living the fat life.