We’d been eating out for a works
bash to bid farewell to someone who left. We’d had a hearty meal and the
company had subsidised some of the grub. I had a seasonal steak with a prawn
topping and it was very good, but the need for dessert was calling. Half the group
had already departed because it was getting late and the choices were quite
limited. The only dessert I fancied was their giant Jaffa cake; a large cake
covered in chocolate Jaffa sauce with ice cream. The menu recommended sharing,
but when it arrived it didn’t look that big so I dug in all on my own. To be
honest; it looked like a giant piece of wet cow pat with a decorative piece of
ice cream on top. It was messy and chocolatey and you could taste the orange in
the sauce but I did manage to scoff down the whole thing.
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