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me and james had a particularly violent [with much kicking and screaming and slapping on both our parts] disagreement about ice-cream and cake this morning
i said there was such a thing as a cake that you put ice-cream in and put in the oven and he kept shouting that it wouldn't be ice-cream anymore, it would be 'just cream!'
so after he left for work i got on wikipedia and the following emails took place:
me: apparently i was thinking of baked alaska: insert wikipedia page here
but it's still a cake, baked in the oven, so i think i win!
i'm not making you one though, it sounds horrible...
him: i dont like meringue, but i still want an ice cream cake
[for his birthday, on monday]
me: does arctic roll count? i'll put some candles in it...
so that's what i'm doing monday night, inventing some kind of ice-cream cake, or buying an arctic roll... strange
speaking of food
i just went out for a gorgeous meal with my slightly insane grandparents at the parrot [what was simple simons] and had steak
it was wonderful
i think i need dessert now though
and wine
my nana isn't a big drinker and so i haven't had nearly enough!
think i'll run to sainsbury's for supplies...
