I know you’ll probably think me silly, but yesterday I had another erotic encounter with fruit.
Persimmons are in season, and I dare say I can’t hold myself back!
I can hardly even write this to you without blushing or dipping into the realm of steamy stories. The other day, the woman at the counter actually said I looked like I was having an ORGASM! She actually said THAT word!! I blushed.
But it’s true.
I mean, honestly, if I had to choose right now, at this moment between a handsome boy or a persimmon…
I’d rather kiss a persimmon.
If you didn’t read my article on sensation last week, you can find it below. You get as much out of your experience with food as you’re able to put in.
If you’ve ever experienced a persimmon, you know what I’m talking about.
Just think of the shape and soft, delicate skin…
The texture as it slips and glides through your mouth and down your throat. Slightly cool and refreshing!
The taste, the color…
A boy kiss is just wet and not very colorful.
It shouldn’t feel so taboo to write these things, but they are absolutely how I feel when I bask in the pleasure of eating my foods, of LIVING!
No salty stack of crackers could ever give me the same succulent, sweet satisfaction as fruits and vegetables.
If you’re having trouble losing yourself in the appreciation of your foods, try getting fat and spices off the table.
Come back to the sexy simplicity of food at its finest–naked the way nature intended. I’m not trying to be erotic, for heaven’s sake it IS EROTIC!
*shiver*
And if this sounds completely ridiculous, then you’ll want to be on the watchout for our cravings and emotional eating program that we’ll be releasing THIS WEEK! All the tricks and tools to persimmon seduction will be included. 😉
Love and hugs,
Tera
p.s.
I bet my Prince Chocolate would kiss better than a persimmon. 🙂 Hmmm…