It all started when Scott (my boyfriend) and I brought home a three layer red velvet cake with cream cheese frosting from Lucille's (a really great BBQ restaurant with moist and buttery muffins). The intention of bringing home the "food devil in a box" was to give it to my parents. Well, it never made it out our door. Over the span of a week Scott and I proceeded to eat it. At first it was very civil, you know a treat after dinner. However over the span of a week the slices turned into stabs with forks and spoons. The cake turned a heap of frosting and cake. Scott said we had to get rid of it because it was bad for us. So we committed to throwing it out and so it went into the trash, box and all. Later on, I noticed Scott had go into the kitchen to get some water, and it got mighty quiet in there, and the water wasn't running. I went into the kitchen and saw him pawing at that damn cake.
" YOU ENJOYING YOUR SECRET-CAKE FAT BOY!?!?!" -I yelled
Well needless to say secret-food has become the most delicious food there is in our tiny home, along with the yelling of "YOU ENJOYING YOUR SECRET (insert food) FAT GIRL/BOY??!?!". Yes, I am enjoying it!!! There will be no secret eating on this blog, just sheer veneration of pastries, pies, beef, pork, cheese, chocolate, etc, etc. It will be the joy of eating something so forbidden but with out the shame and ridicule, so..welcome to Secret-Cake....
