An unlikely hero

A piece of cheesecake saved my life.


Ok, that’s perhaps a little dramatic. A smidge. What really happened is that I was trapped in a really awkward conversation about teenage prostitution (don’t ask), and my dear friend Mareina rescued me with an offer of sharing some cheesecake. Of course, I readily accepted. (Momma didn’t raise no fool.)

All I’m saying is, don’t be so hard on this delicious confection. You might be next.

Photo courtesy of Delish New York Bakery