It is the perfect melding of pleasure and pain (G-rated version), the crossroads
of sublimation, ecstasy, and potential organ shutdown. For all
of you who made it intact through the "One wafer-thin slice of beef, sir?"
scene from Monty Python's Meaning of Life, I present the
Dessert Cart. I generally prefer the plastic, simulated Dessert Cart
to the real flour-and-sugar Dessert Cart, which has probably been through
the dining room 10 or 12 times, clinically sniffed and poked by the ill and unsanitary,
and exposed to enough microbes to fill every petri dish at the Center
for Disease Control, before I'm allowed to select my cheesecake
like a hyperglycemic lobster. At least you boil the lobster first.
What? What? Dessert? Gee, I better not - kinda filled up on the entre'.
Boy, though, that German Caramelized Death by Chocolate Skillet Turtle Pie
does look kinda good, and I guess I will be walking to the parking lot afterwards...
Okay, let's see the presets:
Download desserts.zip, maybe with some expresso? Sir? Are you all right? Would you like your check? Maybe a gurney? Eric, c'mere and call a cab to take this guy home.
I hope you enjoyed your presets, and please come back again for some more.