If it were easy to resist, it would not be called chocolate cake.
So how did he look at me?" "Like it was his birthday and you were the cake.
We get a lot of overseas people wanting to order cakes.
Meghan pushed her chocolate cheesecake across the table to me. I hadn’t gotten paid yet for November, so I had only ordered coffee. “Here,” she said. “Don’t you want it?” “Sure I want it. I ordered it. But I’m giving it to you. ” “Why?” Meghan stood up and got me a fork. “Remember what Nora said about love? In your movie?” “Love is when you have a really amazing piece of cake, and it’s the very last piece, but you let him have it,” I said. “So it’s really amazing cake,” said Meghan. “And I want you to have it.
But I'm really enjoying my retirement. I get to sleep in every day. I do crossword puzzles and eat cake.
Devil's Food?" You can only eat so much white cake, my friend.
I am not strict vegan, because I'm a hedonist pig. If I see a big chocolate cake that is made with eggs, I'll have it.
British humour is very cruel. It's my favourite kind of humour; if it isn't cruel and funny it doesn't really cut the cake for me.
The most important thing I want to get across is that maintaining weight loss is just hard. It takes a dedication to exercise and eating right most of the time. I'm not saying I don't enjoy the days that I'm not eating chocolate cake. But I do particularly like those days when I am eating chocolate cake.
But there's no sense crying over every mistake. You just keep on trying till you run out of cake.
When most people return from Europe, they tell tales of all the sites they saw, the shopping, the entertainment, etc. Jews, on the other hand, return and say I had this slice of cake in Austria, let me tell you, I don't know how they make it! It was great!
Let me see you do the 'rag time dance'. . . Turn left and do the 'Cake walk prance'. . . Turn the other way and do the 'Slow drag'. . . Now take your lady to the world's fair (. . . ) And do the 'rag time dance. '
Ambrose, your presence is the horseshit frosting on the horseshit cake that is the admissions interview process.
If you're trying to create a company, it's like baking a cake. You have to have all the ingredients in the right proportion.
I gave my father a heart attack. It was a practical joke. Come on, you push a guy's face in a cake he's got to clean it off. You hit a guy with a water balloon, he's got to dry off. Guy's in the hospital, you get his testicles shaved, he scratches and bleeds for a week. . . it's funny. . . you're not supposed to have a heart attack, it kills the joke.
More like a chocolate molten lava cake. A dessert so sinful, so luscious, so filled with inner heat it made a girl want to lick each and every crumb right off the plate. That was Jack Pallas.
The icing on the cake is when other people enjoy your vision and support what you do.
I've learnt that if I tell myself I'm not allowed something, I binge on it later. So if I want chocolate, I have chocolate. If I want biscuits, I have biscuits. I love cake. I just love cake.
Cupcakes - when you want to watch your weight, but still feel the pride that comes with eating an entire cake.
Someone left the cake out in the rain