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I got a scoop of the double fudge coconut brownie ice cream in a waffle cone (the smell wafting through the shop as the employees made these from scratch made it impossible to resist), Elena requested the cherry lime rickey, Jae asked for an apple pie milkshake, and Adeena, who we had to talk down from trying to order everything on the menu, settled on an egg cream plus a white chocolate macadamia nut affogato. Elena got sick of Adeena's constant sighing and eyes that strayed longingly toward the counter and added a brownie topped with pear dark chocolate oat crisp ice cream for us all to share. The brownie came with a tiny silver pitcher of fudge sauce, and Adeena audibly moaned as Elena poured it over the ice cream and brownie.
"Girl, we are in public. Please keep your lusting to a minimum," I said. Then I took a spoonful of the brownie-fudge sauce-ice cream combo and let out a similar sound. "Never mind, I take that back. That was the proper reaction to this slice of heaven.
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Mia P. Manansala (Death and Dinuguan (Tita Rosie's Kitchen Mystery, #6))