So we went to Jollibee...where I made a giant pre-road trip faux pas.
I ordered the "Halo-Halo Supreme," which was supposed to look like this...
Instead, it kind of looked like this...
...only more gloppy and congealed.
I should have known I was asking for trouble when the lovely young lady behind the counter corrected me when I ordered the HAY-LO HAY-LO.
She asked, "Do you mean the HOL-LOW HOL-LOW Supreme?"
I nodded my head.
Two minutes later, a boy with a very wispy mustache set a bowl filled with glop on the counter and asked, "How does this look?"
I didn't want to be rude, so I said, "Looks great!"
While Jeff and Adam were busy ordering their Chickenjoy and French Fries, I sat down at a table and began inspecting my purchase.
The Halo-Halo Supreme supposedly features 16 heavenly ingredients. I'm not sure I could name all 16 ingredients myself, but I'm pretty sure they include some sort of ice cream, some sort of custard, some candied bits of coconut, candied chickpeas, and slices of an old frozen banana.
This cornucopia of delights tops a bed of shaved ice that is sitting in a pool of a mysterious white creamy sweet sauce.
At first, I was totally enjoying the Halo Halo Supreme. I couldn't eat it fast enough. It was sweet and delicious. Jeff and Adam even enjoyed a bit.
Then I got down to the shaved ice and creamy sweet sauce.
And I ate it.
Almost all of it.
I'm not sure what happened next, but I'm pretty sure that I turned a lovely shade of purple (just like the ice cream) and spent the next hour "hanging out" in my bathroom.
So...here's a pre-road trip tip for you all...
If you go to Jollibee...the night before departing on a road trip...don't order Halo Halo Supreme.
It will only make you bananas.
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Despite all this, we still met up with Adam at Jollibee this morning for our final pre-road trip meal.
We had a bucket of Chickenjoy for breakfast.
With a side of gravy.
It was delicious.