A dear friend recently was in London and sent this photo of a dessert she had at a café called @venue. It was a good trip, the proof being, she said, that this wasn’t even the highlight of the trip.
“Ice cream on dried cowpat,” my wife Margie, responded. “How have I lived without it?”
“Ah,” our friend said, “but only made to LOOK LIKE dried cow pat. And that, my friend, is Art.”