|Luciano shares our Christmas breakfast - Pizzafrites|
I've heard that many a cook will end a shift with a trip to a pizzeria- good plain deliciousness after a day of food fuss. That makes me feel a little better about my very favorite dessert-
A vanilla ice cream cone from McDonald's. Its my business partner Kim's favorite too. Its so much an obsession with us that we will celebrate Un Petit Morceau triumphs with it. I will spit something out at a bakery if its not worth ingesting, and yet I feel a little desperate when I finish the last cardboardy bite of my cone.
No, I'm not having McDonald's for New Year's. Kim and her husband J. R. will share a decadent dinner with us and I will end it with a giant banana split. As a young dancer, I would often finish a performance on Broadway with a trip to Serendipity, a wonderful restaurant/ ice cream parlor that I believe is still there. One of the original owners was a ballet student of Mama's named Calvin Holt. He was flamboyantly and joyfully gay and was one of the most beautiful and daring dressers I've ever seen-- three piece impeccable suits in colors that weren't fashionable at the time, and always a pair of gold pince-nez balancing on his imperious nose. I'd heard the story that as a young dancer he'd fallen in love with my mother and went to a psychiatrist to get over her. It just made him more of a fascinating and mysterious person to me. So, off I'd go after the show, guaranteed a seat no matter how crowded it was ( thank you Mama) and order a large banana split and polish it all off myself.
This is the one dessert, in my mind and in honor of the wonderful Serendipity , that just cannot be miniaturized- the whole point of it is its' flamboyant excess. ( That went for Calvin too.)
I will make my split in a large serving bowl, vanilla chocolate and strawberry ice creams with homemade hot fudge, caramel and strawberry sauce, fried walnuts, bananas and whipped cream. And 5 spoons. And we will stop eating only when we please!