Good on you, tummy. To celebrate your fortune telling abilities we shall consume more chocolate! I realize this whole post may sound and seem horribly racist. It's not. Obama won, I'm happy about said win, and also I like chocolate.
Chocolate Banana Cake from Delicious. And it WAS. It was thick and creamy and banana-flavoured and fudgey all at the same time.
Royal Chocolate Cake, Coffee Bean. Light and airy, with unexpected and secret crunchy layer of the chocolate cereal variety. I approve. I like finding textural surprises in my mouth.
* - Biracial, technically. If the dude keeps insisting that he identifies as black, which he does, I will respect his wishes and refer to him as black. But, Mr. President-Elect, I feel compelled to point out anyway that you are biracial. Assuming, of course, that race is even really anything but an arbitrary social construct and remnant of some archaic divide-and-rule alienate-the-Other power play as well as an internal manifestation of the human being's need to collate, collect, group and label ourselves and others for easy identification and simplistic understanding, which I totally think it is.
But I digress. Besides (back to the biracial topic), in order to correctly predict a biracial presidential win, my stomach should have gotten cravings for... what? Oreos? Marble cake? White and dark chocolate layered cake? Bounty chocolate bars? Evidently my cravings have not reached that level of sophistication.
