I miss my Daim Cake

Bought and ate this when I went to Ikea with Lay Hout and Marcus three tiring weeks ago during the Japan exchange trip.


Gosh, how I loved it. It's crunchy, chocolatey and crackly on the outside, with a sort of praline middle layer and then a deliciously crumbly carrot-cake-esque texture in the centre. The sushi I had today for afternoon tea after starving during recess and lunch was more orgasmic though, but that's another story.

If you could tilt your head to the side, you can see Marcus in the distance.

Lay Hout was like, "Am I in heaven?"