Let me tell you a wee story, a story about ice cream of the heavenly kind. I'm quite fond of ice cream, usually mint chocolate chip or cookies n cream or chocolate chip cookie dough, but I don't think I really understood the wonder that is ice cream until a special kind of said cream entered my life - Pooh Bear ice cream.
I've always imagined Ireland as a magical place, and for many reasons it is, but the greatest reason is because of the Pooh Bear (Honeycomb) ice cream that adornes every ice cream parlor in this country--the best being Maud's.
I find a way to have it most days of the week. If I'm not eating Pooh Bear, then I'm eating a chocolate and caramel Galaxy bar--another one of God's secret treaures he keeps hidden from North America.
moral of the story: I'm fat.
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So... You should stop eating everything except for lentals... then you might starve. But stick with the pooh, it can be heaven on earth for 3 months.
BFD! p.s...mail me some?
other countries have some awesome secret ice creams!
in spain there was regma and this amazing ice cream that eva longoria endorsed called magnum. . .
if you find either of these, eat them , stat!!!
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