Last night I went to Shake Shake yet again, thinking that Thursday was Pumpkin Pie custard day. Well, lo and behold, it wasn't: it was Ginger Pear day. I sampled this aforementioned custard and found it crisp, tingly, and good. However, I did not want a scoop of it, nor did I think it would be suitable for a Concrete (a Concrete is when the people at Shake Shake take their custard and mix it with various things such as almonds, chocolate toffee, whipped cream, etc - it's basically a fancy Blizzard or McFlurry, if you will).
Anyhow, I was disappointed that it was not Pumpkin Pie day, and even more disappointed/upset that I made yet another Custard Mishap (see previous entry in which I thought it was Fig & Honey day, but in actuality it was not). What is wrong with me, I asked? Why cannot I not get my Custard Calendar straight? How did I finish high school? Maybe I should remove myself from civilization and move into a cave.
After this horrible humiliation and emotional tragedy, I decided to get a Concrete with vanilla custard and poached fig. If you recall, I sampled this treat a week prior and LOVED it. Last night it was certainly very enjoyable, as well. But obviously, I need to go back to Shake Shack tonight to try the Pumpkin Pie custard. As you also may recall from a previous post, I get very excited to eat pumpkin pie and actually any kind of pumpkin thing during the fall. All right!
