Going (coco)nuts. But not quite.

More of #11 is in the bag

Coconut cream pie. From Paris Coffee Shop. Famous for their pies. I guess.  

Pretty, isn't it?

After some hemming-and-hawing, I ate this much..... (one big bite)

Bluck! 

I think it's a texture thing. No likey. 

But at least now I know. For sure.

Note : The smears and crumbs on the plate are from the PP chocolate cream pie I'd already hoovered.

Deliciousness

This is weird. It's like starting a new journal. How to begin... Should I describe myself physically? And not lie why doing it? Hmm. Tough call. Maybe I'll post a picture instead--speaking a thousand words, etc.

My friend just texted that she's dropping off her Volvo at the shop and that she'll be [dangerously] close to PP. Much more on that later, as it is a very important deliciousness for the chick writer, but here's a hint...