Icecream

All my life, I've avoided pistachio ice-cream like the plague because they tasted nothing like the real thing. Until the day I had a sample spoonful of the roasted pistachio soft serve at Sunday Folks. It's a world of difference compared to all others before (and after) with its nutty fragrance and most importantly, authenticity in taste. My $7.20 order got me a big swirl of the soft serve upon which chopped pistachios were scattered and a sugared puff pastry stick was stuck into. Underneath all that, at the very bottom of the cup, lay a small pile of cornflakes which was, I swear, the best possible match ever for the creamy pistachio ice-cream.