Showing posts with label icecream. Show all posts
Showing posts with label icecream. Show all posts

Wednesday, 27 January 2016

Gullible Gourmands And Other Pretensions

The world's most expensive ice cream, according to a television programme I recently watched, earns its title due to the fact that its ice is sourced from the top of Mount Kilimanjaro.

The appropriately named Absurdity Sundae made from this ice cream is a mere 'snip' at $US 60,000 per serving.  Just how pretentious is that, and how jaded must be the appetites of the nouveau riche!

The Absurdity Sundae
Mind you, the sundae in question does come with a first class ticket and a souvenir t-shirt.

In keeping with these these gourmet pretensions I thought I would suggest a couple of equally far-fetched additions to the menu:

  • The Salty Caramel Surprise -  using sea salt scooped up from the depths of the Mariana Trench by a replica of Jules Verne's Nautilus.
  • Roar Coffee  - forget the Vietnamese weasel coffee, kopi luwak, made by collecting coffee beans eaten & passed  through wild civets.  My version is made from beans eaten and excreted by a reverse engineered chicken-to-dinosaur.
What all of the above goes to prove is that some people have more money than sense.  I would suggest the super rich try a good New Zealand hokey pokey ice cream.  It even tastes good when served in a private jet.

Saturday, 3 April 2010

Cat On A Cold Icream Stool

Semi-feral cats can sometimes be seen slinking around the HDB blocks of Singapore and they are not a distinguished breed with their short fur and stubby tails.

I call this feline the Icecream Cat as he can be found perfectly at home next to the ice cream vendor's cart by the Queenstown MRT exit.

He was originally a pet cat who discovered many years ago that there was more to offer loitering with intent near the cart on paved apron outside the HDB, than remaining upstairs with his previous owner.

When the vendor arrives by motorbike and sidecar early each afternoon he watches from afar as they set up their umbrella.  Once everything is to his liking he makes his way to the nearest available stool and waits for the saucer of icecream to be placed before him.

The strutting pigeons have nothing to fear as he has no need to chase them for food;  he is content to take his nap under the umbrella and graciously accept the attention of the doting vendor.