When I was little, my parents encouraged me to only eat until I was full. "There's no point in stuffing yourself," I often heard. I didn't eat much, but I didn't feel like I had to. I didn't want to give myself a stomach ache, so I filled my small tummy with nutritious foods and then gave the rest to my dad to finish.
My rule is sensible and healthy and always effective. Except when it comes to dessert. I can't get enough sweet, ever. To explain this phenomenon, I've invented a dessert pocket. To be honest, the dessert pocket isn't real. It's a pure figment of imagination that helps me indulge a habit of eating sweets even when I'm not hungry for them. For instance, say one night I'm about to burst with all the food I ate at dinner. I've had a piece of chicken and some rice and it was lovely, but now I feel my tummy expanding and I'm full. Still, I feel cookies and cake and ice cream calling my name, so I whip out my dessert pocket. With the new room I've created with my pocket, I can probably fit a cookie or two, half a slice of cake, or a small scoop of ice cream in my mouth.
Even after I'm full of other foods, I still appreciate a bite of sweetness to complete a meal. I keep my "dessert pocket" around so I can always indulge in little pleasures.
I decided to make this blog "My Dessert Pocket" because reading, writing, traveling, and food are like sweet desserts that I can always appreciate. No matter how much I've already had to eat, I can always find room in my dessert pocket for a little more.