This is blog of a woman who didn't know what she wanted and so chased after dreams and men in search of the answers...drunken hilarity ensued. Then one day she met a man who was everything she wanted, but he wasn't so sure. Then she did the unthinkable; after they broke up she gave him this blog address and she let him into her mind as well as her heart. Unbelievably, even after sorting through the sordid archives of failed relationships, one night stands and her lusty (and embarassing) pursuit to secure the heart of a certain young line cook, John somehow managed to fall in love with her too. Melina and John were married a little over six months after they started dating, running away to Las Vegas to seal the deal. You can imagine what the over/under bet was to see if they'd even make it a year!! Over a year later and they are still going strong...this blog has become their story. Need to tell me something? Email me at Melinalovesjohnny at gmail dot com
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Wednesday, June 28, 2006
The Chocolate Trifle...
Ladies...gents, if you ever want to impress your other half and you're not much of whiz in the kitchen then might I suggest that you try making the chocolate trifle. It's a little layered treat of chocolate cake (cubed up), a layer of chocolate instant pudding, a layer of whipped cream, a layer of skors crumbles and chocolate sauce and then you repeat over and over again until you run out of ingredients.

Now before you get all worried, no I'm not going to be posting recipes like I'm Martha Stewart or anything (although we do have something in common). I posted it because of the reactions I got from John and Roommate 1.

I show up with the trifle triumphantly in my hand and set it on the counter so that I can untangle myself from the dog's leash. Almost immediately as I set it down, John carefully digs into the trifle with a spoon...slowly delving into each delicious goey layer. The speed of the spoon increases until John looks up and me with a grin and says, "I feel high from eating this."

Roommate 1 exclaimed, "I can't study for my finals because of that gooey deliciousness in the fridge...first from eating it, and now because I'm preoccupied with when I'm going to dig into it again!"

I felt pretty secure in my trifle making skills at that point, but it wasn't until this morning when John was getting ready for work and he reached into the fridge for the chocolately wonder and there were mere spoon scraping opportunities left.

My work there was done.
posted by Melina at 4:41 PM