Confessions of a Middle-Aged Adolescent
You can make me grow old, you can't make me grow up.
Saturday, September 24, 2011
A Feast of Thrones: Chapter 7
You could summarize the dessert as ice-cream and sauce, but if you did, I can find eight other attendees who would gladly beat you within an inch of your life.
Seven tiny scoops of vanilla Haagen Dazs surrounding a serving of raspberry coulis, contained within a tiny glass made of ice; a Wall of ice, if you will. Wow.
A perfect end to a perfect meal!
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