the day my world fell apart

Yesterday I spent the chilly December day in the West Village. keeping my eyes peeled for an Olsen twin, i atempted to christmas shop. walking past mexican restaurants, Mediterranean specialty shops, cheesemongers and beautifully presented bakeries. One in particular caught my eye, Rocco's Pastry Shop. the shop was narrow, with tables along one side and an endless display case on the other. the atmosphere was manic, but i was in no hurry as i browsed over the rows and rows of pastries, drooling just a bit....I picked up a Lobster tail, Jamie got the ever classic eclair, and i decided to try something i had never had. i didn't know what was in it, but it looked like a high end Dunkin Donut Munchkin, with a cream in the middle and red dot (?) topping it off. i asked what it was and she said it was a rum ball, filled with cream. how could you go wrong?? watch the disintegration of my dreams:
Hopeful!
"too much rum! too much rum!""can't.even.deal."
"my whole world just fell apart."

So. head off to Rocco's Pasty & Espresso Cafe', and stick to what you know.

xo