Wow. So this is The Daily Wiggle. And this is my first post.
What better then, than to start with something completely random and unimportant?! My first review will not be on an exciting new movie, or a recently released album, or even a concert I recently attended. My first review will be about CAKE.
That’s right, the piece of cake that I just ate.
Aesthetically, my cake looked a little like the one above: sweet, sickly, but with a little more icing. Okay, a lot more icing. White, gooey, thick icing that was probably crafted using pig kneecaps and God knows what else… However, my cake still managed to look appetising. So much so, that I’m inclined to give it a name. Let’s call it ‘Eddy’ for now.
Anyway, what should have make me feel physically sick actually made me tempted to buy it, even though I had just eaten a whole box of fries smothered in barbeque sauce. In fact, I wasn’t hungry in the slightest, but the appeal of Eddy’s soft spongey centre pushed me to soak it in custard and nibble away to my heart’s content.
And so I did just that. The custard was actually probably the highlight of the whole dessert – there was no skin, no lumps and it was just the right temperature. This bring me onto another question entirely: How disgusting is it when your custard comes with a healthy dose of lumpage? Not fun.
In terms of portion size… MY GOD there was a lot of it. Seriously, you could probably feed an entire city in Kenya for the amount of cake I ate earlier. I’d say there was actually enough cake there for Bruce Bogtrotter to feel full after eating it. Catch my drift? The cake was HUGE.
On the whole, I’d say my time with Eddy was quite nice. Sweet, sugary fun while it lasted, but in the end, I was sick of him.
- Voice.
Eddy
9 months ago
You ate me!!!!