In accordance with longstanding custom, my friend Nora and I went to Toscanini’s again on Thursday. Several interesting flavors were available, including Black Sesame Wasabi Pea. I tried it but was not in the mood for such a savory ice cream, so I settled on Three Drunk Musketeers, a mixture of Kahlua, Bailey’s and 3 Musketeers bars. Since I can never choose just one, the other half of my ice cream cup was filled with b3, which first appeared on their menu perhaps six months ago. B3 is amazing. It is revelatory. It sits in your stomach like a rock. It is a mixture of brown butter, brown sugar, and brownies. In case you haven’t heard, brown butter is one of the most delicious substances known to man. It is butter which has been heated until the milk solids begin to brown. I’m not sure how much they add to the ice cream, but I’m guessing it’s a lot, because an hour later it hits you that you’ve got a brick sitting in your stomach. While it’s possibly the most delicious ice cream I have ever had, I cannot eat it often.
The Three Drunk Musketeers was comparably light. They thankfully took it easy with the candy, so the ice cream was dominated by Kahlua and Bailey’s. It was fun and tasty, but paired with b3, it was but a puddle evaporating in the bright light of its competing star.
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