Neither of them like chocolate ice cream so we always order their cakes special just for them--way ahead of time. I however, love chocolate ice cream!
I remember when I was 14, my mom and I tried to make an ice cream cake for Erik's birthday. Bad idea--it was a miserable failure! We ended up going through downtown Atlanta to get a real Dairy Queen ice cream cake just in time. That year, Erik ate the top vanilla layer and I ate the bottom chocolate layer.
So word to the wise: always go for the real ice cream cake. Don't settle for anything but the real McCoy. So sing it, Frankie, is it the real McCoy, is it "At Long Last Love?"
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