Summer is here and I've been succumbing to ice-cream
Sometimes a scoop goes well in a coffee too, particularly if you add extra milk.
It's a simple approach and feels in balance with the rest of my diet, I like to think.
Then I started looking at the varieties of ice-cream in those freezer cabinets and suddenly my tastes aren't so vanilla.
There are two in particular that appear when my mind turns to visiting the supermarkets.
At the European brand shop there's a Magnum-style knock-off that's white chocolate with raspberries.
(I know white chocolate isn't really chocolate but it melts better for not having the paste-like character of cocoa.)
The tartness of the raspberry is easily overcome by the vanilla and then the sweet hit of that sweetened condensed (misnomered) chocolate.
This same brand with a NZ-sounding name that I can't remember also has a passionfruit ice-cream but the second ice-cream I've been enjoying most is the one pictured.
It's nuts and outrageous, just like it says.
There's really no stopping once I hit a seam of the caramel that runs between crunchy peanuts and different flavours of ice-cream.
Otherwise I'll run the spoon around the edge of the packaging where it's melting and the sundae all blends together like a gritty sticky mouthful.
I can feel my brain doing these cartwheels while I'm eating it.
The peanuts probably aren't appropriate for everyone, but if you need to grab an epipen then consider giving it a go.
