Last night all of a sudden I remembered one time when my brother took me to eat fried ice cream in a resto in Indo. He had been telling me about this a while before as his friends took him there. Back then he had his own motorcycle already (but no girlfriend yet), so he decided to bring me there to eat it. He said it was SO tasty!!!
We went to the resto and I was surprised since it was so small and nobody was there. I got an even bigger surprise when the waiter served our fried ice cream, since he lit a match and "burnt" it (FYI, the fried ice cream looked like a big banana fritter or "pisang goreng", but the inside was ice cream). Apparently there was plenty of rum on top of the fried ice cream to set a fire with and the result of the "burning" process was that it smelled REALLY good. So the ice cream tasted warm on the outside and cold on the inside. Quite a combination!!!
Unfortunately the resto has been closed, I think. We've never been there again after that occasion, but I'll NEVER forget it. It's VERY touching for me to know that my brother wants to share beautiful things (or delicious food) with me.
Even though we're brother and sister (not brother and brother), we've always been close. I was always his escort when he needed to buy a new pair of jeans or shoes before he had a girlfriend. I LOVE him and I LOVE being his elder sister!!! I couldn't have asked for a better "not-so-little-anymore" brother!
I MISSSSSSSSSSSSS HIIIIIIIIIIIIMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!