Time for D

A couple days ago, I alluded to a noteworthy dessert experience in San Diego. At the Hotel Del Coronado, there's MooTime Creamery, an ice cream joint with typical offerings like single and double scoops in handmade cones as well as hot fudge sundaes and banana splits. But on the corner of the menu is the Crown Jewel for 20 bucks. WTF?

On our second night, we walked by the ice cream shop's non-hotel location and asked about it. Most of the teenage helpers had no idea what was in the Crown Jewel since it's hardly ever ordered. Finally, someone figured it out: five scoops of ice cream, five toppings, whipped cream, and nuts. Sounds like a rip-off, but the scoops are huge--the size of a large grapefruit. In honor of Angelyn's birthday and the summer solstice, we went for it. They couldn't find the fancy bowl, so they used a metal mixing bowl instead.

Everything's a sugar- and dairy- induced blur, but the flavors (except cinnamon) were in the chocolate family and the toppings included an entire banana, two Skor bars, and almonds. The closest thing to it was the Zoo at Farrell's, which is long gone. To paraphrase NWA, damn that dish was dope. Eight of us (plus one toddler) finished it off just right.



Here's a picture of Ang (one year older) and me (about to become one pound heavier).