Post by chainbreaker on Jun 17, 2017 16:22:25 GMT -5
so a long long time ago, approx. about 9/10 years ago, when i first started working in a kitchen, we used to sell ice cream as a dessert.
and we have normal stuff like vanilla and chocolate, which was argueably the best tasting ice cream ive ever had. Then one day a delivery turns up and we have beer ice cream, more specifcally timothy taylor, which is a draught beer and it was like best ale in england a thousand years running. So we get it and its blowing minds left right and center, its the talk of the village, everyone wants some.
i learn that our ice cream man is just a single man, in a basement in his house like 15 minute drive away, he only makes ice cream for us. He looks like doc brown from back to the future(no joke). He looks like hes about to die.
"why havent you been making flavours like this all the time?"
"didnt know i could do it or if you wanted it"
"hit us with some crazy stuff"
hits us with some berry stuff and other classics, bit of rum, bit of gin u name he did it.
then i went to his house, lemme check out his factory. its all handmade machines, like i cant even explain it, all the machines hes made himself and its an entire basement with all sorts of contraptions in it. Then out comes ice cream. The best ice cream ive had.
then one day im working, u kno how a playa do. Then the delivery shows up.
so lemme sort it out, put it in the freezer before it melts (he brings it on the bus).
Then i notice it.
the crazy flavour of the week.
and to this day, the best ice cream ive ever had.
vodka and tooty frooties.
Now i just googled tutti frutti and its a thing...and so is tutti frutti ice cream, but this wasn't tutti frutti it was tooty frootie, the sweets.(possibly british).
i cant stress how good this stuff was, its been nearly 10 years, he might be dead now There mustve been no more than about 5 litres of this stuff and thats it gone forever.
and it also got u abit tipsy cos that shit was not burnt off at all.