Saturday, 3 p.m., my favorite corner kissaten. I ordered the big parfait. The BIG one.
It arrived like a little parade: cream on structural duty, chocolate sauce applied with confidence, and a cornflake layer that exists purely for the crunch. Every spoonful, a different discovery!
“A parfait is a small, delicious building — and you get to eat it!”
I made it all the way to the bottom of the glass. The staff smiled. Same seat next Saturday, please!