One taste of the Peanut Butter Oreo and there is no lightness of pleasure. It is sheer, heavy, sweet fun. I went two-thirds PBO and one-third Mountain Apple just for contrast. I did not regret it. The Mountain Apple, which is a limited supply, is always a mind-blowing, pure explosion for the taste buds. Might as well be on a hike in the Koolau Mountain Range on a wet, cool morning, plucking a mountain apple off a tree trail side.
But the PBO is not what I expected. I sampled a few flavors, and after I tasted the PBO, I didn't ask questions near closing time on this night. I just enjoyed. Is this ice cream? Is this gelato? Yes to both questions maybe. I don't know. I'll ask next time.
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