You need to know a few things before I tell this story. First, my sister has five kids. With that many kids in a household, it is inevitable that someone will be sick. I cannot tell you how many family gatherings have been cancelled because one (or more) of the kids happened to be sick. In fact, Covid has visited the household at least three times.
Second, I am a bit of a germaphobe. If anyone even sneezes, I am outta there.
Third, I don’t typically eat large meals anymore, and I certainly don’t eat the rich dishes typically served at Thanksgiving.
Fourth, if you have read Love at the Woolly Bookworm Shop, you know that blueberry lemon icebox cake is served for dessert at one of the meals.
Fifth - and most important - the road to Hell is paved with good intentions.
Okay - finally - the story. For Thanksgiving this year, I made blueberry lemon icebox cake as one of our desserts. (Yes, one of our desserts - we tend to go overboard.) In my grand plan, I would cut a slice on the big day, take some pictures, and post them either here or my Facebook page.
The big day arrived. I removed the cake from the freezer. It was frozen solid. If I had a chainsaw, I might have been able to cut it. So, I guess I would just take pics at my sister’s house - on to Plan B.
The meal was a feast. I ate way, way too much. When it came time for dessert, we cut into the blueberry lemon icebox cake. It was still frozen in about 75 percent of the dish, but at least we could cut it. Wow - it was delicious. I looked forward to snapping some pics later. The bright lemon and blueberry flavors were refreshing after such a heavy meal. I imagined it truly would have been the perfect dessert on a hot summer day, as it was written in my book.
Well, it wasn’t long after eating the dessert that my stomach was very unsettled. Within minutes, I “expelled” the dessert. It wasn’t how I wanted to end the meal, with my head in the toilet.
So, yeah, I see the irony that the germaphobe is the only person who got sick that day. Everyone else who ate the dessert felt fine.
P.S.
Sorry, no pics of the dessert - I never wanted to see it again!