I Scream (Icecream) - but no-one hears me eat

Today, for the first time after being back in Lima, I got to walk around the hospital precinct. During this time I was able to purchase an icecream. I am sure that there will be those who disagree or who think I am exaggerating but - this was the best single bit of food created anytime in the history of human kind. It was so good that I let out a howl of delight startling both my nurse escort and a good proportion of the Lima population. So good, in fact, that it gets a whole blog entry dedicated just to it - to remember forever its succulent chocolate covering, the creamy enticing interior toffee, the strong piquant nuts embedded throughout and the noble and sturdy stick holding it all together. Not just an icecream - but a singular piece of art never to be recreated again. This gastronomic delight almost made me forget the weeks of hospital food which, although acceptable, faded further into insignificance upon each delicate bite. Long live the memory of the icecream which I have decided to name Ambrose after Ambrosia, the food of the ancient Greek Gods.