I have had quite a lot of experience with ice cream in Toronto, but it is nowhere near as good as the ice cream in France (mostly Paris). My first ice cream cone was in Paris at Berthillon on Ile St. Louis. Sadly we did not get a picture of the ice cream cone.
Belgium has the biggest ice cream. They also have amazing chocolates. This whole scene is made out of chocolate (except for the boxes and bottles).
Our next ice cream was with an amazing Servas family in Caen. It was so good I gulped it down so fast that I did not get a good look at it.
The next time was at Mont Saint Michel. After seeing the Mont, we got separated, me with Mom and Aran with Dad. When we found each other we decided that we should go for ice cream and found a place where we had an amazing view of the ocean (at low tide) and of Mont Saint Michel. I had strawberry ice cream and Aran had apple. Mom and Dad did not have any ice cream though (they had beer instead).
My favourite ice cream so far is the one from Amorino. It was made by using a flat ice cream scoop and putting the ice cream on in layers in different places until it looked like a flower.
Thank you Grandma and Grandpa for the money for ice cream around the world. That’s it for the ice cream in Part One. Hope to type to you soon.