Friday, April 13

Things I Ate That Will Probably Kill Me: Parm's Ice Cream Cake



Pistachio all up in strawberry all atop chocolate, with teeny tiny cookie dream layers keeping them separate but so tastefully equal. This one's already a phenomenon for obvious reasons — the Instagram-ibility of those color slices, the proverbial cherry on top really being a cherry on top — but it's as damn good as it looks, and practically a reward for having arteries that can stand up to what Parm's serving for dinner.

Dessert typically tops the list of foods I could care less about, along with New York pizza and most things made with animal livers, but I went to town on this one all spoons and big smiles like it was my pretend birthday and I'd get a stuffed panda if I finished the whole thing.

Sadly, there were no take-home animals in site, but considering I ate fried calamari, baked clams and a slab of breaded chicken for dinner, I consumed about three different stops of a standard zoo tour, and in the end, that's even better than a giveaway from a carney.

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