The Devil’s Dictionary

LOVE, n.
    A temporary insanity curable by marriage or by removal of the patient from the influences under which he incurred the disorder. This disease, like caries and many other ailments, is prevalent only among civilized races living under artificial conditions; barbarous nations breathing pure air and eating simple food enjoy immunity from its ravages. It is sometimes fatal, but more frequently to the physician than to the patient.

HEART, n.
    An automatic, muscular blood-pump. Figuratively, this useful organ is said to be the esat of emotions and sentiments — a very pretty fancy which, however, is nothing but a survival of a once universal belief. It is now known that the sentiments and emotions reside in the stomach, being evolved from food by chemical action of the gastric fluid. The exact process by which a beefsteak becomes a feeling — tender or not, according to the age of the animal from which it was cut; the successive stages of elaboration through which a caviar sandwich is transmuted to a quaint fancy and reappears as a pungent epigram; the marvelous functional methods of converting a hard-boiled egg into religious contrition, or a cream-puff into a sigh of sensibility — these things have been patiently ascertained by M. Pasteur, and by him expounded with convincing lucidity.

CYNIC, n.
    A blackguard whose faulty vision sees things as they are, not as they ought to be. Hence the custom among the Scythians of plucking out a cynic’s eyes to improve his vision.

Unknown Craving

I’m trying to discover some of my repressed memories. There’s this one pastry that I ate when I was a kid in a now closed down resto, perhaps french to which I can’t recall its name. Perhaps, I really don’t know its name but I won’t be able to eat it again unless I know what it is.
 
I hope someone helps me.
 
 
PS: Since I have been 4-5 months coffee free. I’ve been craving some pastry stuff that would best accompany a cup of joe. And I’ve been looking forward to Sbux’s For-A-Limited-Time-Only Peppermint Mocha. What better way to enjoy it with some good old pastry craving.
 
Oh my. I could taste Christmas in my palate now.

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