Dessert

After a pleasant dinner at Joy with friends and their visiting parents, we ordered a dessert of hot chocolate cake. It isn't clear if the chef hated or loved us, because with our chosen pastry we were given a second dessert for free - vanilla ice cream with tehina on top. Were we guinea pigs for a twisted new frozen felafel sweet? Being welcomed into Israeli culture with an ancient and ridiculous cultish food pairing? Was the waitstaff drunk? The mixture of sweet and sesame disgusted everyone at the table but Jon, who ate the majority of the concoction.