sweetness

Imagine ordering a cold chocolate, and getting a bonus soup spoon filled with dulce de leche on the side. I think I clapped like a seal when the waitress, nonplussed, set it on the table. (I’d imagine she’s immune to every non-South American with a slight haagen dazs habit overreacting to their product.) They sell jarfuls of ddl in the supermarket, and it is brills with cold chocolate. I managed to stop ingesting for a minute to take a picture. Magnanimous, eh?

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