1. Sun passing through canopies of nearly translucent leaves, casting green and yellow lights on the grass.

2. Pale grey sky, breezy, raining.

3. Apocalyptic black sky blotched with deep purple and pink clouds. The moon is orange, like a sunset that never left.

Moist chocolate decadent cake. At least three layers glued together with melted chocolate. Thick, almost solid, chocolate icing on top. Served with a bowl of rich caramel sauce that is absorbed by the spongy slice and oozes out when you chew it.

Because it makes me a hypocrite and shut up about telling everyone how many calories, trans fat, sat fat, cholesterol, sugar and salt it has. Can be served hot or cold. But I like it cold. If sex was a food, this would be it.