This is really random, but I’m quite hurt, so even though this probably won’t mean anything to anyone, I still have to share it.
Okay. My favorite book series is the Secret Series. Before I discovered the Secret Series, it was Harry Potter. And before I discovered Harry Potter, my favorite book was The Trumpet of the Swan by E.B. White. I cannot stress how much I love that book. (Yes, I love his other books too, but Trumpet is my favorite.) I’ve read it so many times. It’s my precious. I really really love it.
In the book Louis (a trumpeter swan) stays at a hotel and orders room service. He orders watercress sandwiches. Today, randomly, I had a craving for something that I couldn’t put my finger on. I tried to match the taste for a little bit, and then it hit me. Watercress sandwiches.
Now, I’ve never had a watercress sandwich before. I didn’t even know what watercress was until I Google’d it, but tonight I was sure that what I wanted was a watercress sandwich. Because ever since I first read the book, many years ago, I’ve had a certain mental taste for watercress sandwiches. It is indescribably awesome. I’m really struggling with the consistency, first of all. I want to say it’s like gummy worm consistency, but not as thick. And it’s slightly salty. And it has this really really refreshing zucchini taste. And it’s pretty much the most delicious thing on the planet.
Except it doesn’t exist.
Watercress turns out to be:
That is most certainly not the watercress that I thought was watercress. I was absolutely positive watercress was something totally a zillion times more awesome even though I never had any evidence whatsoever.
I’m just really sad about this now.