I sought it out on East 13th Street late one evening. There was a queue out the door and a crowd of fans taking pictures and talking about their options. It was very difficult to choose – someone recommended the blueberry miso soft serve – but I went with the classic Cereal Milk milkshake, compost cookie and crack pie. I might not be back in the East Village for a while so excess is fully warranted I feel.

 

Personally, I loved the milkshake best. It was an extremely cold version of the milk at the bottom of my cereal bowl and it reminded me of school mornings. The crack pie was like eating pure sugar and I’m not sure it’s really the thing for me. The compost cookie was a revelation – that mix of sweet and salty and utter ridiculousness. I’m going to have to get hold of a copy of the book so I can try the recipe at home…