Affogato Syndrome
—where indulgence melts into something far more
A scoop of joy, then scalding night,
The pour began, too fast, too bright.
It melted slow, a sweet collapse,
No warning signs, no safety straps.
You watched it swirl, that golden stream,
Then spooned your way through someone’s dream.
It tasted rich, like faked amends,
The kind that sugar never mends.
You smiled for once,too wide, too soon,
A gesture borrowed from cartoon.
But underneath that velvet veil,
You knew this treat would surely fail.
You told yourself, “It’s just dessert.”
But therapy’s not served with sherbet.
📜 Affogato Syndrome – The Recipe
Ingredients:
- 1 generous scoop Vanilla Gelato (choose something artisanal—your delusion deserves quality)
- 1 oz Fresh-pulled Espresso (the hot truth you weren’t ready for)
- Optional: ½ oz Amaretto (because some days need a sweet excuse)
- Garnish: None—honesty doesn’t come dressed in sprinkles
Instructions:
Scoop gelato into a small, fragile bowl.
Pull espresso shot. Pour directly over gelato like an impulsive confession.
Add amaretto only if you’re willing to feel too much.
Consume quickly before it disappears, like all good things.