One-Liner Wednesday – Dessert

Several weeks ago, I was up near Boston for a couple of days. The second day ended with an event that included food, so the first night was the one where I get to do my travel-meal-thing. Which is, eat at the bar.

That’s always where I eat when I travel.

“Table for one?” – no, not for me. And, no, that’s not the one-liner. I know, I see it too, that would make a good one. But that’s not it.

I’ve been to this hotel often enough to know some of the bartenders. We have a little back and forth about sports and traffic and weather. Weather was a big topic that night, because Boston was in experiencing some very nasty weather. Heavy rain, that was working hard on turning to snow, and high enough winds that later that night, I would be woken up by sleet smacking the windows.

I had some clam chowder, ‘cuz Boston and this hotel has really good clam chowder. The serve it with tiny little pieces of cornbread, excuse me, Mini Corn Muffins, that look like they were cooked in a Suzy-Bake Oven. Cornbread, in case you aren’t aware, should be served in a thick enough slice to stand up to somewhat firm – not fresh from the fridge – butter, without going to crumbs. These pieces muffins were too small to butter…which is sad.

After the chowder and a hunk of something with some grilled asparagus on the side, I was full.

Then this happened:

“Do you want dessert?”

“No, I’m good.”

“You sure? You want to look at the menu?”

“No, maybe if I hadn’t had the chowder, but I’m kinda full.”

“OK, but we have cheesecake, carrot cake, Crème Brûlée, and ice cream…vanilla, chocolate and Baileys.”

“Wait, did you say you have Baileys ice cream?”

“Yes, made fresh at a local dairy farm.”

How could I not try that?

The ice cream was the color of Baileys. It tasted like Baileys. It was sooooooo good. The consistency was somewhere between hard ice cream and soft-serve, and, despite being full, I ate – all – of – it.

This post is part of Linda G. Hill’s fun weekly series One-Liner Wednesday.

The aftermath of the storm. Not too much snow.

I couldn’t resist a photo of this scaffold mechanism.

How could you not?

I didn’t get a picture of the corn muffin, but it was less than 1/4 as big as this.

“Can we go back out?” – I had to include Maddie