Once upon a time,
I went to my friend's house after he spoke in church about the LDS mission he recently returned from.
His mom was very nice and prepared a lot of food for the occasion.
Before I left, his mom loaded up a box of cheesecake for me to take home.
Yes, you read correctly.
There is now cheesecake in great quantity in my fridge.
I gave some to my mom and dad (my dad thinks there were only those two pieces).
But I kind of just want to eat the rest.
Either throughout the week.
Or just go crazy and shove it down my throat in one sitting.
I know that I should share more.
It's really good.
And from the Cheesecake Factory:
White chocolate raspberry.
Sorry to burden you with my delicious predicament.