Where Dreams Become Heart Attacks

I don't think I could ever create something that would truly belong on the This Is Why You're Fat blog, found here - mostly because I'm lacking in a certain creativity it would take to make those concoctions and also, the better ones contain meat. However, sometimes I do have my moments. In these lean economic times, we have begun to turn to the discount baked goods rack @ our local frakking Price Chopper [I feel I have to refer to it as such, even if the title is undeserved @ this moment - such is the angst I experience @ that shop]. The items on the discount baked goods rack are there because they are going to be hitting their expiry date in a couple of days and they have way too many of them. Little cartons of danish are popular as are the two-bite tarts in lemon and raspberry. On Friday we picked up something a little different - half dozen raisin tea biscuits. Joseph felt that if we also got some heavy cream, this could be turned into something quite delightful. Also, the biscuits were a steal @ just 99 cents. Here's what our humble clearance rack confections turned into:


I know, right? They look good. They were good. I managed to eat almost three of them [or, 1.5 biscuits] before my mouth said - oh, I don't think so - and I couldn't manage another bite. My stomach is currently a little bit unhappy with me as well. I think they are meant to be eaten with tea and not plowed down while you're waiting on the tea to steep. Joseph, a British person, assures me that these treats are not eaten on a daily basis in England [I'm not so sure - the standards for what's considered healthy in England seems ridiculously low].

And yes, this also qualifies as a Lazy Sunday type of thing. I got my notice for a shift @ the shoe museum too late today, so this is it. Besides, it has been raining pretty much all day, the house is clean - there's precious little else to do aside from piling baked goods into my face. As an added bonus, this was my first time making whipped cream [also pictured]. Obviously, it's a super simple thing to do, but I'm not overly keen on sweet things and I was greatly turned off of whipped cream from only having Dream Whip [an edible oil product! it proudly boasts this as though that were a good thing to be!] as a kid.