The numbers of ice creams that I had eaten for the past seventeen years of life escapes me. I love ice cream and I will always do. If I were to be offered a job to be an ice cream taster, I wouldn't consider twice and immediately accept the job. "When do I start," I will say, holding a spoon on my right hand and a napkin on my left hand.
As a person who loves to travel, I have tasted various kinds of ice creams at various tourist destination spots. I once bought myself a chocolate ice cream cone when I was at Mount Titlis, Switzerland, during winter. Then, I found myself returning to the same spot to buy ice cream over and over again at an ice cream shop at Frankfurt, Germany, which name I forgot. There were lots of drunk local citizen, screaming and shouting to each other, waving flags of their favorite team, when I bough myself a cone of Melon-flavored ice cream because it was during the FIFA World Cup 2010 when I visited Frankfurt. Even by the thought of me finally got the chance to taste the famous sandwich ice cream at New York makes me all giddy inside. If music can connects people, despite the fact that they have no idea on how to communicate with each other because of the language barrier, I say ice cream can do it too.
My first encounter with Binggrae Mochi Ice Cream was a couple of months ago, at Seven Eleven. My cousin invited me, along with my Mom and Dad, to her birthday dinner at a fancy restaurant. We spent hours at that place, then we continued our chat at a nearby Seven Eleven. Dad asked me whether I want to buy something to eat or not, so I looked around and found this packaging at the freezer that caught my attention. The packaging was decorated with korean words, which I cannot understand but readable. It turned out to be a pack of korean mochi ice cream. Without any hesitation, I gave it to my Dad to be paid.
The packaging contained two pieces of watermelon-flavored mochi ice cream. I shared it with my cousin, and the both of us were overwhelmed by the taste of the gooey ice-cream filled rice cake. The mochi is dark green in color, more or less share the same color with a cup of Japanese green tea. When you rip the mochi open, you will find yourself some milky and creamy pink-colored ice cream. I scooped the ice cream with the plastic fork that was provided in the packaging and had a taste of that delicious looking pink ice cream. Well, what do you know, the pink-colored ice cream was a milky watermelon-flavored ice cream. Yum!
The ice cream was a bit pricey, considering the fact that it is imported from Korea, but I don't see any harm by spending a rather-large sum of money to taste this wonderful creation of Binggrae. You can find this particular ice cream at any fancy grocery store at fancy malls, such as Food Hall and Kamome Swalayan. Just go to the ice cream section, and hunt for this appealing packaging, then you will have the chance to savor the goodness of a korean ice cream.