So I’m sittin’ here trying to impress my wife. We’re in London, it’s 2017, and we’re at a Céline Dion concert.
(BTW. Dudes, I don’t wanna hear it. Y’all had gone too and you know it!)
Anyways, in the midst of her performance Céline keeps droning on about something called “Sticky Toffee Pudding.” Whilst I have absolutely no idea what she’s talking about, I can tell that my wife is chapter and verse following along with her as she describes (in great detail) what a glorious moment it is indeed when one discovers remnants of said dessert in the crevices of one’s teeth following the meal.
“Whatever,” says I.
“Preach the truth!” says my wifey.
So now that we’re back in London, guess what was a part of our first meal?
(I may be dumb, but I ain’t stupid. You know EXACTLY how we kicked things off. Sticky Toffee Wonderland.)
While I maintain that, “I’m not a bread guy,” my wifey ain’t wrong. This stuff is seriously good and I’ve already been “put on notice” that this will not be our last search for this creation during this fortnight.
Well I guess many husbands have “suffered” more greatly, so I ain’t complaining…
And that’s…Henry’s Take.
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