So I find myself feeling homesick at an unexpected time: Valentine's Day. Brazil has its own Valentine's Day, and it's celebrated in June. As an American "married" to a Brazilian, I get the benefit of 2 Valentine's Days (except the Brazilian one is just a few days after my birthday, and I have yet to receive 2 separate presents and celebrations... so I kind of don't. Now I know how those poor Christmas-born babies feel!).
ANYWAY ANYWAY. You'd think I'd feel better for getting 2 celebrations of our love. Except this year, I'm sad. My bestest friend in the whole wide world, Michelle, has been sending me all kinds of Valentine's Day dessert recipes. She wants me to help her decide what she should make for her boyfriend.
The problem with her decision making is that it's making me want to eat everything.
White chocolate chips.
Desserts involving peanut butter cups.
I mean, just look at those pictures.
Brazil certainly takes the cake with desserts (har har), because Brazilian desserts win the "delicious without containing tons of trans fat and preservatives" award. 99% of the Brazilian desserts that I eat are home-made, involving only God's finest natural ingredients (sugar, flour, butter, cocoa, fruit, etc) and turning them into magic.
The MIL's guava cake.
Homemade marshmallow ice cream topping.
Anything involving condensed milk.
Even so. Some nights, especially after I polish off a 5-real bottle of Dom Bosco, I really really crave the sweet sweet nectar of high fructose corn syrup and a brownie from Denny's.
Can I get a "Hell Yeah" from the audience? Anyone? Anyone?