I had a nasty case of Matcha cake urge over the weekend. Sleepless hours. Persistent imaginings. It reminded me of my depression and why i struggled with the food I eat (although, mind you, I don't have an eating disorder). Recently, I just wanted to have a slice of my favorite matcha cake.
The moment I had the chance (which was yesterday), I rushed to the mall and finally bought one. While watching my favorite TV shows, I got my favorite fix. Not all people love a bitter-tasting cake, but I do. The way the chocolate filling combines with the bitter taste is heavenly for me.