CJ and I said we’d have Cold Rock Ice Cream when I wasn’t pregnant. . . and I’m not. That’s excuse enough 🙂
You select an ice cream flavour, then select fillings (basically, a wide variety of lollies – mostly mini chocolate bars – and some fruit). The staff member puts them on a cooled slab of rock and bashes them together to combine, like so:
The above is CJ’s choice: Butterscotch ice cream with Turkish Delight, raspberries, and cookie dough.
I have learnt from experience that three fillings is the right amount, and anything bigger than a medium cup is too much. I feel that people have a choice to go either the fruit route or the candy combination, but as it turned out CJ and I both crossed genres today, and both combinations were exquisite.
I had forest berry sorbet with mini M&Ms, a caramello koala, and cookie dough. Here it is as modelled by our associate:
It is delightfully insane to think that in six weeks I could have chosen to share some of it with her.
It is also delightful that this was good for her: seeing us eating colourful food with spoons at a table. One of those rare times when eating ice cream garners positive parental points instead of negative ones. Yay us.