Vinegar ice-cream

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Long ago, in pre-Toadlet times, Toad and I took two Bangladeshi kids I was tutoring to the Oxford University Museum of Natural History. Afterwards we went along to "G & D's" (George & Davis' Ice-cream Cafe) on Little Clarendon Street.

I remembered this event today when I began to tuck into my second wedge of apple streusel cake, this time with some added homemade chocolate sauce (melted chocolate and double cream, essentially – the low fat mantra never caught on with me) and vanilla ice-cream.

Because...

...when I was reading out the available ice-cream varieties for Tanni and Robbie, Tanni must have misheard vanilla as vinegar. She asked for vinegar ice-cream and I, mishearing her in turn, accepted that with a perfectly straight face. It was only afterwards that Toad told me she had said vinegar and obviously wondered why it was called that! Brave girl to have chosen it in that case!

Anyway, ever since then vanilla ice-cream has been vinegar ice-cream in my mind. And so, this afternoon I had a slice of apple cake with 'vinegar' ice-cream and chocolate sauce. Very nice it was too.