All Hail, Kalo ~~ All In A Weekend’s Time 

My name was called and a tiny, black box with a golden chalice embossed on the front was presented to me. It was no short of a wedding proposal, from where I was standing. Still a ring inside that box. Mine? Piping hot, dripping in a vanilla maple glaze, yet to cool and turn matte.

Steam be damned, I bit into the single best thing to grace my palette in a long while.