Deep-fried ice-cream?

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'We're all mad here. I'm mad, you're mad." [said the Cat.]
"How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice.
"You must be," said the Cat, "Or you wouldn't have come here."
- Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures In Wonderland

deep fried mars bars the dentist's friend. Pie floaters i had one (I eat anything) not as bad as they sound. but nothing beats the oz tradition of sucking your coffee through a Tim Tam heaven.

Instructions... bite on small corner of tim tam top and bottom different ends.
place it in hot beverage suck thru the top end you bit and suck up the java then before it becomes a soggy mes slam the biscuit into your mouth...yum yum

By the way you might notice my quote im of the school of thought that the orginal Kit Kat is not a chocolate bar but a biscuit and it is yet to be proven its not. Australian customs define it as a biscuit but they are re looking at it's defintion as we speak but one thing we can all agree Kit Kat's are yummy.
Welcome to the Fforum FFive bear

A Kit Kat is a Biscuit

We keep Kit Kats in the posh biscuit barrel. I will eat them as a chocolate bar.

Jaffa cakes are cakes.

Jaffa cakes are marvellous.

Thankyou Jo!

sic

I used to like Iced Vo Vo's in the old days before Campbells' bought out Arnotts.

I don't but any Campbells products if I can help it, which makes the purchasing of bikkies a bit difficult but I have survived and prospered with the new manufacturers coming into the market.

I like twix more than kit kats

Somebody ate all the Twix around here-
ok, it was me...

Quick, hide the Butterfingers!

Jambos....

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'We're all mad here. I'm mad, you're mad." [said the Cat.]
"How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice.
"You must be," said the Cat, "Or you wouldn't have come here."
- Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures In Wonderland

Chocolate covered coffee beans, for me. Or failing that, Johnny Depp.

One very bright Sunday morning I awoke in a house in Richmond, Surrey, after a night of good wholesome pleasure originating at London Scottish Rugby Union Club after a match. I remember the Shakespeare pub (Is there no getting away from that man?) and my newspaper catching fire, but not much else.

The fare for breakfast included orange juice, coffee, tea, fried haggis, bacon, fried bread, and tomato. It was beautiful btreakfast enjoyed in a room overlooking the Thames at Richmond and the bridge just down from the Southampton Road, and the pub across the river.

After breakfast and the obligatory pitstops for offloading of unwanted byproducts we meandered across to the pub for a few medicinal remedies and a ploughman's lunch while sitting in the half light which is called sunshine in then YUK.

I recall the breakfast and the lunch with some pleasure - but I'm damned if I recall the week after.