After some rather lengthy race reports posted by me in our club newsletter, this is what they are getting this time. I'll post my full race report tomorrow.
From the moment the fork parted the Amaretti crumbs I knew this was going to be special. The prongs descended through the luxurious zabaglione, on through the caramel sauce to the banana layer, and with a gentle 'dink' broke through the biscuit base. The flavours danced around my mouth as I savoured this heaven on a plate. The calories, the sugar, the saturated fat: forbidden fruit. My tongue was a naked body, writhing in ecstasy on satin bedsheets. Each forkful a slender slither; the tiniest morsel of food, extending the experience as long as was possible.
Sadly all such experiences are but single grains of sand in the hourglass of time. Already the goddess of puddings, borne by her muses, was dancing away, leaving me wanting more.
Medal? Schmedal!
3:41:30? Personal Best? 5th placed in age category? London 'Good For Age' qualifying time? New over-40 club record?
These are nothing.
Banoffee Italiano. This is what marathons were created for.
Well you said you just wanted the highlights!
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3 comments:
LOL Susie
but great result too!
So you recommend an appetizing jog around Cardiff to really bring out the flavours and textures of a good banoffee italiano then, Susie?
lol, well done on a solid marathon performance!
Suzie......
LOVE IT
:o)
Fantastic report - there should be more like this..!!!!!
..and an outstanding result - Well Done you
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