Several months ago, my husband and I were sitting at home one evening, and a guilty look of panic came over his face. “I almost forgot,” he said. “We’re having a potluck at work tomorrow, and I said I’d bring dessert.”
I shot him the look. “And you’re just telling me about this now?”
He averted his eyes. “Sorry. I guess I can go pick up something at the store on the way to work in the morning.”
I nodded, glad the issue was settled.
But he wasn’t finished. “It’s just that…”
“It’s just that, what?” I asked.
“It’s just that everyone’s kind of wondering what it’s going to be. I just told them all it would be dessert, and it would be delicious–because I didn’t know what to bring. But they know I’m bringing it from home.”
I made my decision.
A quick glance around the kitchen showed me the options: I had some cake mix. I could bake a cake, but that would entail mixing, panning, baking, waiting for it to cool, icing… A lot of work for a winding-down evening. I also had several boxes of instant pudding, lots of graham crackers, and a tub of Cool Whip.
I had my answer.
I made a base of crushed graham crackers, held together with butter. While that hardened in the bottom of a lasagna pan in the refrigerator, I made some chocolate pudding. I poured the chocolate onto the graham crackers and set it in the fridge again. Then I whipped up some vanilla pudding and mixed it with some of the Cool Whip. It added a cool-looking, fluffy layer. (Cool-looking=sophisticated, as if time and thought had been put in). Finally, when that set, I topped it with more Cool Whip, and then sprinkled the whole thing with mini semi-sweet chocolate chips.
I was actually kind of jealous that I wouldn’t get to eat any.
When my husband came back the next day with an empty pan, he raved about the dessert. It was a hit. For the next several potlucks, “The Delicious” was requested. He even sent me a flier for the start-of-summer potluck lunch they were having. At the bottom, in bold font, read The Delicious will be in the house!
It’s amazing to me how a simple act of kindness spiraled into something that brought so much happiness on so wide of a scale. I could have easily huffed at my husband that evening and made him scavenge at the grocery store the next morning (and would have been within my rights!). But I took 20 minutes out of my evening and ended up creating a dessert legend. It just goes to show: you never know how your actions will benefit others.
For the start-of-summer party, I knew I had to step it up. I had a shark topper that came with a tropical drink at Eat at Joe’s on vacation. With the first heat wave of summer, the beach was on my mind. And thus, I stepped up my game, creating the Summer Delicious:
Who knows what is in store for future “Deliciouses” (Delicii?)? There’s no telling, but I can say that it is sure to be… delicious!