right now...

i'm eating mascarpone and berry ice cream with grape must

must is this stuff thats related to wine somehow - the word mustard is related to it

anyway its not that great together and its cold and i can o nly type with one hand but its totally worth it
i feel like a boss, like this is some next level dessert you'd order at some ridiculously expensive restaraunt with the menu in another language you can't read, which is okay because the point in itself isn't to order from the menu, they just exist as part of the ritual and to co-erce the guests to ask the waiter for the reccomendations, meaning the restaraunt ultimately dictates what everyone has

(cool tangent longer than the post)