I hate going to wakes and funerals. But if you’re in the hospital…you can sure as hell bet I’m coming to visit you. You know why? NO, it’s not because I give a crap about your bum knee or the operation you just had! Hells no. I come for one reason:
Hospital chocolate pudding.
Every hospital cafeteria has it. It’s always next to its uglier sister, cubed Jell-O. There it is…chocolate pudding with some sort of whipped topping. And if you are really lucky….a whipped topping layer in the middle as well.
I adore hospital chocolate pudding. It’s a rare treat that, well, you can only have if you are IN a hospital. I would never actually GO to a hospital without a “good” reason. You know, a reason besides visiting someone. So please don’t think I would make a special visit just to get the yummy brown goo. That’s why it’s so good….it’s rareness. You’ll only have a few occasions in life to actually eat the hospital chocolate pudding. I crave it. I really do.
Here’s to hoping that someone I know trips, slips and falls in a puddle and breaks a wrist. I’ll be right by their bedside, flowers in hand, offering to grab them something to eat. “I’ll run down to the cafeteria. I totally don’t mind! Be right back!”
Until next time Hospital Chocolate Pudding, whenever that may be,
P.S. What is your secret food obsession that is kind of embarrassing? Say “human flesh” and I’ll secretly admire you from afar.