Sponge cake

Your hand and your mouth agreed many years ago that, as far as chocolate is concerned, there is no need to involve your brain.

Now, that applies also to my sponge cake. Tingle my thalamus.

It was my night on call and I was drained. This seemed the best fix. Gobbled the whole thing up. Glad I go to the gym. 50585541-3CF1-4E2B-81D5-462E7E8E207B

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