So tonight was get a f*cking haircut day with Kerry and myself.
As with all trips to the local haircuttery we end up having a meal out.
Off to Zizzi’s for a cheap and cheerful.
Usual tosh for myself, breadbasket and then a pizza etc. This time Kerry convinced me to having a sweet. Now working as a chef for many years has ruined eating sweet food for me. I don’t really have your steriotypical ‘sweet tooth’ but I can be convinced if you have my kryptonite.
Pistachio Icecream. OM-Nom-Nom!!!!
Well they had on the menu, ‘add amaretti biscuits for £1’ so who wouldn’t?
till it turned up. Now I am not your instagram-wanker. I didn’t take an image for you all to see but basically this is how it went down.
I got 3 scoops of icecream. Fair play. With what looked like sand on the top.
That… ladies and gentlefolk was my whole english Pound worth of Amaretti Biscuits.
Icecream dandruff.
What a fecking rip!
