Etna and the chocolate ice cream

I am sure I will get a lot of flak over this: Kai ate the whole bowl of chocolate ice cream by himself at Etna.

I wanted to scoop half of the ice cream out of the bowl when it arrived. I should have; I will have nightmares over not teaching my son the virtue of not over-eating. But Terence said Kai would kick up a fuss.

Of course he would. He's just two years old! Oh Khay, you are such a weakling.

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Etna, the Italian joint along East Coast Road, is a good place to satisfy your carbo/Italian craving if you live in the neighbourhood. It is Italian cuisine that has more of an Italian touch than its competitor--Pasta Fresca--just down the road.