And for desert, I had creme brulee which, I find, is worth the nine average ones for the one bingo. The mister chose the berry tart which came with ice cream. Flavour? Parmesan. To save you the trouble, I will let you know that Parmesan ice cream tastes exactly as it sounds (though in truth, I have only the mister’s word on this).
What is it with cheese over there? Cheese popcorn, parmesan icecream. What next. Although hopefully they have a long way to go before they have anything so disgusting as cheese whiz
Pretty sure I’d be able to find cheese whiz on the supermarket shelves. Shall do a hunt and report back.
I used to love neapolitan. After lunch on Sundays. Slices of it between two wafers. That or raspberry ripple.
What the??? Parmesan icecream?! PARMESAN icecream!?!?!
Why would you even make that, let alone order it?