
Then I just knew I was already craving for an ice cold coffee with icecream -- if such delight even exists. I craved for it, I could almost feel my tastebuds' imaginary tasting the coffee and icecream.

Whatever. When I came home to Davao, I made an errand for Ate Sheng and Kyaws to claim their camera lens at Canon. I had another mission on mind: to convince my mother to come to a coffee shop (so I could continue my search for that coffee with ice cream). Lucky that my father gave the two of us allowance. So we were able to eat out at Tata Benito's, just in the grounds of Robinson's Davao. My, of course they don't have coffee with icecream. So I ended up ordering their bestseller, Nutty Mocha Cream Freeze. Mmm. Tasted close to heaven. The whipped cream was like a consolation for me. Tata Benito's seemed like it was still on its soft openning, everything was new, and on the next table we suppose, were the owners, discussing plans about the coffee shop. Well, I had fun with my date with mom too. It had been long that we last had dated, so I talked a lot too.
