Day 343: Pino

I met with an old friend today to have ramen at Little Tokyo, which is a perfect fit for the rainy December weather.  We used to go here often to buy food from the Japanese grocery store.  One of the things we like buying is Pino, which is basically chocolate-flavored ice cream.  I love it because it's ice cream.  The flavor is fantastic, too.  I wish I could go here more often, though.

Day 294: The Baker's Hat

My favorite fro-yo flavor from White Hat.

I spent time over breakfast and ice cream with a friend.  I love old comforts.  I'm not very fond of change.  I accept it, but I'm not really fond of it.  Knowing there are certain things that are constant makes you value them so much more.  Like old friends, conversations, and the flavor of frozen delights.  I appreciate these things as they make me feel less Crazier (Taylor Swift).

Day 281: Gelato on a Rainy Saturday

Met up with a friend to have dinner and watch a movie.  We finished dinner early, so we decided to get gelato while waiting for the film to start.  My friend had Amarena (the pink one) and I had Straciatella (blurry one in foreground).  I love ice cream while it's raining.

There was an event at the store in front of Gelatone, and we sat eating our gelato while watching young folks in their party clothes looking savvy and cool.  I realized that I used to be one of those kids.  Not that I'm saying I'm old, but I somehow feel that I don't belong in that scene.  I guess, there will be a time when you will outgrow certain things.  I can't say it's getting old, because I don't feel old.  It's more of moving on.  You somehow get to a point where you realize, there's a lot more to life than this.  So, you go out and search for it.

Day 223: Cold

Unimaginative post.  This week is turning out to be far more challenging than I expected.  As always, when I get a little stressed, I crave for ice cream.  On the way home, I dropped by McDonald's to get myself hot fudge and ate half of it while I mulled things over walking home.

Day 212: Ice Cream Mochi

After a visit to the dentist, I get a fine excuse to get myself ice cream.  I was surprised to find ice cream mochi at Rustan's Fresh at Il Terrazzo.  I rarely get to see it at Hatchin, and would often wonder where else to get one.  It was a good thing I decided to get myself ice cream after dinner at Banapple.  While checking the frozen selection, I found mochi.  In four flavors!  So, I got one of each and went on home to enjoy it.  I still have vacation hangover, but ice cream in cold weather can perk me up anytime.

Day 199: Stracciatella

The heat feels like summer.  After a long day, I get to reward myself with gelato, this time from Ti Amo.

Day 153: Mint in Chocolate

After dinner at Kanin Club, a friend and I went to Caramia for some gelato.  I got my usual favorite, Mint Chocolate.  

Dinner at Kanin Club was interesting.  Their Crispy Dinuguan wasn't as crispy as I remembered it.  Neither is their Aligue Rice as rich as I knew it was.  A funny incident is, I survived eating lechon last weekend, without a hitch, but I lost a bracket eating Crispy Dinuguan.  Ah well, my adjustment's not that far ahead, anyway.

Day 119: Great Ball of Fire

This was taken at California Berry in Megamall.  They had a very fascinating light.  Plus, a very fascinating concept of shaved ice cream.

There's a four-letter word that will make girls giddy, and it isn't love.  It's SALE.  :)

Day 55: You Remind Me Of

Pistachio is my favorite ice cream flavor.  Which is weird, because I don't really like nuts in my ice cream.  Pistachio, though, is an exception.  I remember having Coney Island ice cream when I was a kid, and I would always have either the pistachio or the bubblegum flavor.  I would lean more towards the pistachio, though.  It has a certain creaminess to it that's addictive. 

After Coney Island closed shop, I was never able to find anything similar to it.  Not until Yellow Cab.  Which is weird, if you think about it, because it's a pizza place.  They have good pizza, but I love their ice cream best.  It reminds me of the lyrics to a song; He tastes like you, only sweeter.