decadent > adjective- characterized by or reflecting a state of moral or cultural decline.
- luxuriously self-indulgent
[The New Oxford Dictionary of English]
We've just been to our friends S&R for a home-made, fish pie supper, and my god, we are stuffed. You can see the meal to the left - succulent, creamy, filling and perfect on a stormy Sunday night like tonight. The broccoli was a crisp, strong green and delicious and the sweetcorn, as you would expect, was sweet. Both not only looked colourful, as you can see, but were a good match for the meal. It was so moreish we each had seconds, and had there been any left, I reckon everyone could have eaten a third portion, but more was to follow, courtesy of M&S puddings...
This was not just chocolate pudding. It was overpoweringly rich Marks & Spencers' chocolate pudding. It needed cream, and we had it with ice-cream too, as a decadent addition. Even in quarters, and it wasn't that big, it just tipped us over the edge into that slightly sick yet satisfied with the amount of full-on food feeling. I needed to lie on the sofa with my stomach in the air afterwards - in a good way. As shop-bought puddings go, I give it fairly high marks, although it wasn't particularly exciting - hence the need for cream and ice-cream.It's 3 hours later and my stomach still feels nicely rounded from the inside. I have a pre-hibernation, autumnal Sunday evening feel. We shouldn't have to go to work tomorrow. Great meal guys - thanks!
4 comments:
M&S do sweet things well. They do those tubs of nibbles - perfect for the office. My favourite is the chocolate cornflake cakes - good, crunchy texture and yummy milk chocolate - I hate dark chocolate, don't you? And you can buy three tubs for £5, which is dangerous....
I have a weakness for the tubs of mini brownies - it's strange though, sometimes they hit the spot but just occasionally I find they don't taste of very much at all. The same with their buttery shortbreads - I suppose it depends how strong my sugar craving is...
That's true - I get that feeling with their all butter flapjacks - good until you've had about ten and then they become non-descript. I think the problem lies in the fact that I eat ten...
That's not a problem...
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