There is out there one woman who can make so many things it sends shivers down your spinal cord. She can also make things which send shivers elsewhere, like on your palatial glands, and then directly to your gastric system... in a good way.
It's called ice-cream, but the name does nothing to honour what this is like. One scoop and heaven starts calling, and you think you're having an out-of-the-body experience and start seeing celestial angels strumming on their harps. It's *that* good. Now, I like to think of myself as an ice-cream connoisseur. But then I never banked on tasting this one. Haagen-Dasz? It's cheap compared to this one. If only it went on the market, it would take it by storm. Really. It's that good. And no, I'm not sharing. No way.
It's called ice-cream, but the name does nothing to honour what this is like. One scoop and heaven starts calling, and you think you're having an out-of-the-body experience and start seeing celestial angels strumming on their harps. It's *that* good. Now, I like to think of myself as an ice-cream connoisseur. But then I never banked on tasting this one. Haagen-Dasz? It's cheap compared to this one. If only it went on the market, it would take it by storm. Really. It's that good. And no, I'm not sharing. No way.
