We went out to eat with some friends over the weekend. We drove over to Maaseik and ate at Den Soeten Naam Jesus (that's Sweet Name of Jesus). It's a tad pricey, but the ribs and chicken are great. Brandon wasn't too hungry, so he asked for the kids portion of ribs. Their kids meal comes with ice cream. That's a bonus for him, because we normally don't get desert. When he finished his meal, they brought it out. And it was on fire. Yes. You read that right...ON FIRE!
I was a little distracted at the time, so I didn't get a picture of it before it burned out, but that's a roman candle stuck into a scoop of ice cream. Flames were shooting out the top of that thing for a several minutes after the waitress deposited it at the table. Did I mention that this comes with the kid's meal? Who cares about those pesky safety issues when it means entertaining the youngins, I always say. I thought Brandon might be a little embarrassed to eat ice cream out of the cartoon cup, but he just shrugged. Who cares how it's served? It's ice cream.
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