The chocolate malted turtle is one beast of a dessert.
There are layers of chocolate fudge cake, caramel and ice cream, further punctuated with roasted pecans and chocolate malt icing.
Nom nom nom.
It also comes in one hell of a serving dish.
Because of this, it is only in the event of an extreme emergency that one can actually finish this dessert ON THEIR OWN. These events are the ones that requite immediate ‘dessert therapy:’ some that spring to mind are a break-up; you quit your job; had a fight with your bestie; had a shit day; or you just didn’t get that last pair of shoes on sale that you wanted – you know, the really difficult life-crushing stuff.
Fortunately for me I was not in that state of mind, and so Hubbie and I shared one together while out to dinner at TGIs.
Even so I had about 3/4s.
There is something special about having dessert after dinner. Sure, people go out to dinner ALL the time, and dessert itself certainly isn’t a novel concept, but still to be out and go “I am not yet done,” and get dessert after your main meal? It is a bit of a luxury that I love to indulge in.
Baby girl also got the most fantastic surprise when she too, got dessert. What I love about her age is that you will not get any fake excitement. No pretending, no trying not to hurt your feelings. With a 4 year-old it is all RAW. When the oreo ice-cream dish came to the table, the immediate “woah!” followed by “yay!” that came from her mouth, would have made the damn waiter feel chuffed for bringing it to the table, almost like he had made It himself.
Here’s to sweet endings.