I finally got around to getting myself some deep fried ice cream from Belgian Fries on Commercial Drive (incidentally, the chain has a completely useless website if you're looking for, say, their current menu). The last time I had it was over 20 years ago, and I'd been looking for it for a while. Apparently in all the wrong places because my companion last Saturday said it was commonplace with Mexican restaurants. Anyway, there it was, deep fried pecan ice cream. It was a largish lump of ice cream, roughly earth-shaped and about the size of an orange. It was coated in what appeared to be cornflakes, deep friend, then striped with some red sauce, possibly a strawberry syrup or the like. When I had it way back when -- and I was just a kid then, so my perceptions might have become rose-coloured with nostalgia since -- it was much smaller, almost bite-sized, and the warm exterior was nicely contrasted with the soft, cool interior. What I had on Saturday was probably best...
A blog with bachelor noob cooking experiments and unpretentious reviews of restaurants and food. Read all about my mistakes so you can have a better experience! Restaurant reviews are done anonymously and undercover if I can help it. Occasionally posts about my life and experiences in the Lower Mainland, British Columbia, Canada