Late Night Thoughts
Just a typical day: Late night, Late night, and more Late night. 🍋


"Decadent Chocolate Mud Pie"
3 people are hungry
The rest of the island is asleep (except maybe Mustafa Centre). In the soft glow of the fridge light, staring at a chocolate masterpiece, there is no guilt—only the sweet silence of a midnight secret.
We've all been there: 2 AM, post-clubbing or post-OT, and Midnight Craving Andy is leading the charge better than any late-night prata spot. She represents that unshakable urge for something rich, dark, and strictly forbidden. Her chocolate mud pie isn’t just a dessert; it’s a secret pact between you and the night. Why is she a Home Favourite? Because she validates your late-night hunger with a wink and a tire-sized slice of chocolate heaven.
"Caught in the act. She knows it's wrong, but it feels so right."
Mix crumbs and butter, press firmly into pan.
Melt chocolate with 1/2 cup cream and espresso powder.
Whip remaining cream to soft peaks and fold in gently.
Pour into crust. Chill until midnight (at least 4 hours).
Eat with a spoon, directly from the pie plate.
Just a typical day: Late night, Late night, and more Late night. 🍋
My secret energy is off the charts today. 🥧
There is nothing more beautiful than the refrigerator light at 1 AM. Better than the skyline.
Why choose? Had a slice of pizza then a slice of mud pie. Late night supper culture at its finest.
Calories don't count if no one sees you eat them. That's science.
Some people go to therapy. I go to the chocolate drawer. Cheaper than a specialist.
Who has time for plates? Eating the ganache straight from the bowl.
Can't sleep. Thinking about that heavy cream. It needs me.
Hid the good chocolate behind the broccoli. No one in this house eats veggies anyway.
Just kidding. Pass the fork.
The crunch of the cookie crust... absolute Shiok.
Tragedy strikes. We are out of milk. 7-Eleven run?