It's not too often I turn down ice-cream, and especially not Maud's, but it just so happened that this was indeed the case this particular evening. I've learnt that there's nothing worse than force-feeding yourself when you're about to burst. It's not a good call.
However, the same couldn't be said for my four crazed friends, who were in an alarming ice-cream frenzy, having been turned away from another ice-cream parlour (it was after 9:30 at night), and referred to Maud's. A deft sprint up Bangor's High Street with the slightly more frantic two of the four resulted in a breathless collapse into the ice cream parlour, and two very startled staff.
It seemed that everyone on Bangor had had the same notion that night, for in poured seven or eight more customers, including the two remaining friends, who were now equally as crazed ("I *need* marshmallows!").
Ten minutes later, and my four friends were happily tucking into the delicious ice-cream. At last, calm had arrived. Not for long mind you...but that story is for another day.
Ps. Belgian chocolate is always a winner. And the ice-cream is beaut. read more