ice cream makes me happy.
and i absolutely needed that. i think this is something brought forward from the young times... my grandma used to feed me with ice cream from that mama-shop downstairs. talk about baby crack.
ahh. paddlepop, solero shots, traffic light, those in cups.
half chocolate & half vanilla.
the unforgettable colourful popsicles for 20 cents.
they put me on cloud nine.
recently all the non-stop issues with my family is really getting onto my nerves, torturting and tearing me apart. thank god i have daniel as my external support, who very nicely drove me in a FIAT to to relieve my sweet childhood obsessions.
Ice Kimo~!!!
madness indulge. 2 scoops in a waffle bowl each and a waffle to share.
blueberry cheesecake, so thick, bursting with frozen blueberry and digestive chunks; is ultimate love <3
teh tarik, tea flavour so deep, rustic & robust.
fruitty waffle
-i so love this place man.
Tuesday, 11 September 2007
The Power of Ice Cream
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