Fruit Salad with Jelly, Cream and Ice Cream

It is a tub full, rich milky almond pistachio scoops of Ice Cream drowning in the finest homemade cream as white as a fresh lily petal, studded with blood red jelly, the cream sprinkles over the red of the jelly at places and complements perfectly to the fresh fruity aroma emanating from the tub. This, it owes to the assortment of fresh juicy fruits that make up the salad part. And it is quiet a pastiche, emerald green Australian grapes, they are chilled, translucent, juicy and apple textured. Then there are orange petals, their juice swollen beads spilling out into the Ice Cream and jelly. The litchi is lush pink with the seed removed and ready to melt its luscious soul into your taste buds. Chunky Pineapples and velvet soft Muskmelons join the riot, the ice cream steams into the hot Bangalore air and it is a pleasure to see the red jelly playing with the orchard in snow. I like to have an occasional scoop of pure soft cream which is just right in it's sweetness and divine in it's texture. The jelly is best when had with the Litchi and Grape and the Ice Cream goes well with the Orange and Musk. I like the pineapple, cracks filled with the chilled steaming Ice Cream.

The author wishes to inform the reader that this is the description of a dish available at an Ice Cream parlour in Bangalore at Residency Street, it's name being Corner House, The author was enchanted by the quality and variety of Ice Cream available at the parlour

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Chit said...

cool, as usual, it makes me wish i was there, eaing it right now :D. You should check out my blog too....

Poetry said...

4 June 2007

After the storm, my mind cleared.

And a high wind arose and blew the tropics north.

running quartz crystals through a blender.

sand through your engines.

bubbles in your bays.

estuaries reaching out toward forbidden seas...

sand through your eyes.

5 June 2007

Calm as baby's breath

as peaceful as the storm's eye

Clouds spread and drawn with rough strokes of stratospheric winds

a warm and windy tropical day.

7 June 2007

Black water at dusk.

Lighting on the horizon.

Warm winds coming in across the darkening waters.

A flash of white wings as an egret takes flight.

And Thunder like God clearing his throat.

8 June 2007

Morning star in the still of the clear, dark waters.

a sky as clear eyed as a young girl.

bruised and tattered storm remnants limp off in the gathering light.

9 June 2007

Tickled her fancy.

giggling all the day long.

pretty good for a Saturday.

Clouds on the lake floating aimlessly by.

She smiled big--grinned really.

Sagar said...


IG said...

say, won't you take the language easy at least with respect to food items...that too ice-cream !!!!
I love it...
you know many people used to say Agatha Christie novels are more fun thanks to her description of food, at 65 or 70 whenever you retire from maths and start your novel writing, you might remind people of christie even if you don't write mysteries :)))

Sagar said...

ig~ god, agatha is the last thing I want to be compared with.

Ranuli said...

Wow Sagar!
u take your ice-cream seriously

Sagar said...

ranuli~Yes I do,Thanks. :-)

Mental Floss said...

Talk about tempting others...

And what lavish breakfast!!


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