I got my first taste of Ben & Jerry’s ice cream today. I know that sounds mighty primitive, but I swear to God, I didn’t even know we had it in this country until a few days ago. Nyx and I bought a pint of Fudge Central at Rustan’s supermarket in Makati, which is basically a half-brown-chocolate, half-white-chocolate concoction with a fierce column of dark fudge dividing the two right down the middle.
We borrowed a spoon from Le Coeur de France and sat there eating it for almost an hour. The last couple of scoops were a bit of a chore, but overall I thought it had exactly the sort of wild-romp-in-the-chocolate-jungle attitude that other high-end brands like Haagen Dazs lack. I also love how they have flavor names like Phish Food (named after the band) and Rainforest Crunch (which a band was named after).
Oh, and we watched Big Fish, which is easily Tim Burton’s best movie ever. But you already knew that, didn’t you.