When I was a kid, my family was at a restaurant and my mom ordered “assorted cakes” for dessert. The waiter told her that she had to pick which kind. “Oh,” said my mom, “I had pictured a lovely plate of tiny assorted cakes.” She was so disappointed.
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I read this immediately after supper. The craving was instantaneous.