It’s 3 AM, and I’m up preparing for work, but I can’t stop thinking of the luscious Chipotle BBQ Wings, and Pretzel Bun Cheeseburger Sliders, with Cheesy Fries, that I had the pleasure of devouring.
The wings were juicy, robust, smokey, and oozing with a sweet and zesty bbq sauce. It seemed like the sauce was injected into the meat. Each bite was intense, and left my mouth yearning for more.
My foodgasmic experience didn’t end with those wings. Soon after I had a plate of titillating, and tantalizing sliders, with fries draped in a rich cheese sauce. My electrifying experience with this meal skyrocketed with each bite. The experience was explosive. Please tell me I’m not the only one that feels this way when food surpasses all expectations. Have you had a similar experience? Let’s talk about it.
Thanks for reading and never be ashamed of your foodgasms. Sometimes food is just so good it makes you want to scream. Lol.