On a heaty summer night, we waited in line for 50 minutes at the famous Dutch Dreams Ice Cream Parlour. I couldn’t get over that we would wait for 50 minutes for ice cream, but I kept convincing myself that if this many people would wait in line for ice cream – it’s gotta be good!
So after we got that whopper of an ice cream for a whopper of a price, I still tried to convince myself that it had to be good if that many people would wait in line for it. So what’s the verdict? Well, by the time it was my turn to order – there weren’t any flavours left for me to order! I went through my list of preferences, and it was only up to my 7th where I found that they finally had what I wanted. After 50 minutes in waiting in line, you would think they should only settle for my first preference! Sigh. This was not the case, however.
But I must say, the flavours that I did settle for (despite being my 7th preference) was pretty good. I didn’t need the cream towering my ice cream without my consent however – but I guess this was the signature Dutch Dreams experience. The fruits were nice, but I dislike melon. I really wish they had’ve asked me… but back to the ice cream. It was great, delicious, yummy, lovely, yada yada.. but I am never going to wait 50 minutes for ice cream again no matter how good it is! Plus, it wasn’t that good. I really wanted my sorbet flavour, dammit!