My sister-in-law made this ONE time, and I swear… I completely lost all self-control. 😅
I wasn’t hungry. I told myself “just a small taste.” That lie lasted about 30 seconds.
Next thing I know, I’m back in the kitchen for another bite… and another… and another.
I don’t even remember how much I ate — I just remember thinking, “Why is this so good??”
The worst (or best?) part?
It’s the kind of dish that doesn’t just taste good — it pulls you in.
Comforting, rich, familiar, but somehow dangerously addictive.
Every time I think about making it myself, I stop.
Because I already know the ending: ➡️ No leftovers
➡️ No self-control
➡️ Zero regrets
➡️ Slight shame
➡️ Absolute happiness
This is one of those recipes you: ✔️ Make “just to try”
✔️ Immediately crave again
✔️ Promise yourself you won’t remake
✔️ End up making anyway
If you’re someone who can stop at one serving…
DO NOT make this.
If you love comfort food and don’t believe in portion control…
Welcome to the club. 😂
Be honest —
Would you try it knowing you’d probably eat way too much?
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YES or NO?
