initial impression was “vanilla-ry”, but that’s quickly overpowered by the sheer strength of the stuff. The mind and the body cannot comprehend the intensity of that vanilla. Your insides seize up, you choke, heave, vomit, heave some more, try to vomit more to get the taste out, anything to wash away the literal flavour bomb you’ve unleashed on yourself. It’s not sweet, it’s not milky, it’s not light and airy - all you know for sure is that it tastes like vanilla and you want it OUT, now!
I’ve adjusted my scale of overwhelming for vanilla much closer to “the word of God would decimate your pathetic existence, which is why she needs messengers”.
initial impression was “vanilla-ry”, but that’s quickly overpowered by the sheer strength of the stuff. The mind and the body cannot comprehend the intensity of that vanilla. Your insides seize up, you choke, heave, vomit, heave some more, try to vomit more to get the taste out, anything to wash away the literal flavour bomb you’ve unleashed on yourself. It’s not sweet, it’s not milky, it’s not light and airy - all you know for sure is that it tastes like vanilla and you want it OUT, now!
If you’re trying to dissuade me, you’re doing a bad job. Vanilla overwhelming sounds kind of incredible.
I’ve adjusted my scale of overwhelming for vanilla much closer to “the word of God would decimate your pathetic existence, which is why she needs messengers”.
I’ve always wondered what she would say. How did you acquire a raw vanilla pod?
Oh, I’m not OP and haven’t tried it. Guess I should’ve said, adjusted my expectation for whenever I get the chance to try one.