ode to the hazelnut cream pastry

Ode to the hazelnut cream pastry

I will never be too thin because I will always say yes to a hazelnut cream pastry. The crispy flakes cracking between my teeth and the rich nutty cream squishing around my tongue. It is a hazelnut bomb exploding in my mouth and filling my cheeks and gushing down my throat and making my belly so very, very happy. As I carefully eat it, I smile. Every mouthful is a new gift to my body. It is smooth and flirty and a tease. I refuse to share my hazelnut cream pastry because it’s just so delicious and I deserve a whole one to myself.