This past Saturday, all I could think about was devouring a delicious slice of cheesecake with raspberries on top. I tried to suppress my craving, but all the snacks I ate did not match up to the taste of cheesecake, specifically from TGI Friday’s. I could not help but think about how delicious those slices are. They are covered with caramel and strawberries and I couldn’t resist to have more than one slice, well actually five. This memory increased my craving so much, to the point that I went outside, in the boiling heat, and endured a 45 minute commute to the Friday’s on 42nd Street. Once I got there, I told the waitress I wanted a slice of cheesecake to go. I figured after I got it, I’d go into the nearest Starbucks to order a tall ice coffee with no milk or sugar and relax in the AC, while eating my cheesecake. However, my vision quickly shattered when the waitress informed me that there was no cheesecake left, “Try going to an Applebees,” she said. Disappointed, but willing to make another 45 minute commute, I went to the Applebees on Dekalb Avenue. By this time, I was starving and ready to eat anything. But, my conscious refused to allow me to go back home without eating a slice of cheesecake.
An Adventure for Cheesecake
When I stepped into Applebees, I was once again sent to another place to get my cheesecake. Unfortunately, Applebee’s does not sell cheesecake at all. One of the waiters sent me to a bakery called Junior’s, which was a couple blocks from where I was. When I finally arrived to Junior’s, I realized they did not have the type of cheesecake I wanted. Instead, they had one with raspberry mixed inside, so I just took that instead. I paid almost $7 for the slice, but it was $7 well spent. The taste of the cheesecake made me forget about the hassle of getting it. The things people will do when they really want something are unbelievable.