Oh physics, why must you exist? You make my life so difficult. I spend hours solving the questions that you throw at me only for the satisfaction of getting the right (or usually wrong) answer at the back of the book. My life would be so much easier without you.
And then, in class, I stare at the board blankly and wonder how you could be true, and not simply a lie that my teacher tells. Endless pages of notes, endless pages of calculations, endless pages of pure agony.
The world became a better place when hazelnuts met cocoa powder. It became better when hazelnut paste was mixed with cocoa and poured into a jar. It became better when jars of Nutella became bigger, a “bulk” size if you will. In reality though, it’s only a single portion. Nutella is not just a spread. It’s not just refined deliciousness. It’s magic. It can be eaten with a spoon, a fork, or with a finger. It can be eaten with bread, in a tart, or in a frosting. It is the definition of midnight snacking; it is bliss.
How then can one function, or even survive when their Nutella supplies are depleted? How can one not break into tears when only grams of the chocolate-hazelnut spread are left? After all, I would climb a mountain for another jar of the delicious spread. Ferro Rocher is even filled with Nutella, as they’re made from the same company, and they’re delicious as well.
Every spring my mother goes to the store and buys pretty much a crate full of mangoes from a tropical fruit store in Toronto. As soon as she gets home I run to the car, get the box, and feast on the juicy yellow flesh. So sweet, so good.
When I was in Panama two years ago I went to visit this fabulous tropical fruit market and saw piles of juicy, colourful fruits that I never saw before. There were guanabanas, prickly pears, and jackfruits! Sure, it was nice looking at them in the market (and it was quite fun buying them while sipping on sugar cane juice I saw squeezed before my eyes) but when I got back to the apartment I was perplexed on how to eat them. Eventually, I figured it out but I was hungry for more. I wandered to a convenience store and bought two coconuts (I wish Canadian convenience stores sold coconuts!), which both looked different.
