I’ll give you a couple of hints.
I was in London for ten days at the end of April.
And like on every good vacation, I had ice cream.
There’s nothing else in this picture to act as a comparison, so it might not look like as much ice cream as it is. But that is a ginormous bowl of ice cream. Ginormous is the technical term for measuring bowls of ice cream.
This was at the Fortnum & Mason Parlor, where everything was ice cream (except for the things that weren’t, like my amazingly delicious chicken ceasar melt sandwich). But really, everything was ice cream. Case in point, this coffee drink my friend ordered:
And lest you think it’s only the frou-frou drinks with whipped cream that come with tiny cones, here’s a picture of her espresso:
Other ice cream-related vacationing includes the half-time concessions at One Man, Two Guvnors and Florean Fortescue’s Ice Cream Parlour at the Warner Bros. Harry Potter Studio Tour.
But mostly, it was freezing in London so I drank a lot of tea.