But enough with philosophical aphorisms! Let's move on to the more engaging content.
Having been discussing potential meet-up dates for the past several weeks with a close friend of mine, the plan was finally executed one Friday after work. We first took to Port Credit to snap some shots along the waterfront, where a small family had taken to relaxing in the veranda when we first arrived.
Given my degree of hunger at that point, I had devoured almost one quarter of the three-tier sandwich dish before my friend's meal was brought out.
I proceeded to munch on a few chunks of my seasoned, slightly soggy potato chunks until we decided that we would rather save room for dessert.
Given it was our first time visiting, we had never tried their gelato before. Our waitress was super friendly, and provided samples for each flavour that we wanted to try, all smiles during the entire process. Given the poor customer services stories I've heard, as well as personally experienced, this was definitely a first for me in a restaurant setting.
Frozen in Time was revealed to be a dessert in a jar: mixed fruit constituted its base, a fudgy brownie and double chocolate cookie made up the middle layer, and a junior of almond gelato topped it all off. The layers were contained in a stout airtight floated on top of ice. A shot of dark chocolate sauce and a (presumably) cappuccino-flavoured macaron rested at its side, along with two thin sticks of white chocolate.
The "frozen" aspect was intriguing - the chocolate sauce began to harden upon being drizzling on top of the gelato! We didn't end up using the entire shot glass, as the firm chocolate shell that had just formed was enough for our liking.
For optimal tasting pleasure, the layers were gently combined. The first few scoops were definitely more representative of immortal food in comparison to 7th Heaven, but the latter bites became increasingly sweet, much resembling the brick toast tower from Mabu Station.
The last two things I'd like to make note of, though, would be their Wi-Fi availability (as a strong, stable connection is crucial in my opinion) and their washroom. Located at the very back, their washroom actually consists of two remarkably compact stalls in one. The first stall houses only a sink and mirror, whereas the connected second stall includes the sink and mirror setup in addition to the toilet, small stack of towels, and a container of Q-tips. No more lineups to rid your hands of stickiness!