Sep 272011
Cadet Moon's midnight delight.
Last night around midnight I finally broke out a spork (a real spork, not the version Robin claims as a spork) and dug into my chocolate parfait. I was excited and skeptical all at the same time. What if it wasn’t as good as I remembered?
The first bite was a little hesitant, but once I tasted the whipped cream, chocolate pudding and flaky crust I was flooded with memories of my childhood. There’s a trick to eating them though, you have to get a taste of each layer in every bite. I’m happy to say they are as good as I remember and unfortunately there is a KFC on my way home from work.
I give it two weeks before they know my name.
