caught between a rock & a cream puff

I went to the monthly Penny Cluse dinner tonight, where I ate lobster roll, fried calamari, fresh anchovies, clam chowder, baked oysters, stuffed shells, clams, corn on the cob, roasted red potatoes, linguica sausage, braised leeks, rapini, and strawberry rhubarb shortcake.

While I was eating, the yachtsman was flying home from San Francisco bearing the gift of the magi World's Best Cream Puff. It's now 10:30 & I really couldn't be less hungry, but this cream puff, already nine hours old, won't make it through the night. There's definitely no room at the inn, but I'm thinking I can make a place for it in the manger.