I am in need of highly caloric starch, laden with fats. I need a loaf of fresh bread wrapped around a stick of melted butter. Along with that I'd like some mashed potatoes made with cream and butter. And some fresh corn with butter.
And maybe just a side of butter.
It came over me all of a sudden. One minute I was happy with the tuna salad and crackers I'd eaten for lunch, and the next I was not just hungry, but RAVENOUS. Dinner won't be until late tonight, and I don't think I can hold out without grabbing something.
Like part of my desk, or a small animal or something. Which could be really disgusting seeing as I work in midtown, and the small animals we have here are vermin-filled and bite back.
But anything tastes better with butter.
Then again, it could be the fact that I've lost ten pounds since the Great Mom Disaster of Twenty Aught Eight, and my body is trying to make up for it.
Curse you, body.
So I think I see a chocolate/coffee shake in my future. Just enough to tide me over until dinner. Because, you know, I wouldn't want to WASTE AWAY or anything.
But I promise to hold the butter.