The good folks over at Haagen Dazs have obviously got bored during lockdown and decided to take a leaf from Ben and Jerry’s book of “what ice cream flavour would I think of if I was massively high?”
Even before trying this tub of Honey and Peach with Rose you just know it’s going to be disgusting.
But is it?
Actually, no! It’s not disgusting at all!
I lie. It’s fucking horrendous and tastes like what I imagine lavender and the year 1933 would taste like if you’re stuck in an old folks home waiting for a slow, boring death from an irreversible neurodegenerative condition.
Tl;dr
Haagen Dazs Honey and Rosewater Hallucinogenic Experience ice cream is inedible.
But what do you think? Think I’m being all mean and should remember the halcyon days of 1933 and lavender with a bit more affection? Then hook me up in the comments or Spotify where my band is!
This, my friends, is brined chicken feet, which my girlfriend’s relatives brought to a restaurant some time when I was in Taiwan recently and it serves to highlight the great variety of food one can expect to encounter when you’re out there on holiday. 
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