Ice Cream Addiction

Ice cream pic My all time favourite indulgence is a candy coated in chocolate called Almond Roca. I literally swoon whenever I am given a box. I never buy them as I have no control but when I pass them in a store I stop and smile as if a secret lover beckons.

I was out to dinner the other night in Camps Bay when the dessert menu was offered. The friends I was with insisted we rather walk upstairs and taste an ice cream called Addiction. Rarely had I seen such enthusiasm displayed for anything and couldn’t wait to sample it.

One taste had me hooked. Immediately I identified what hid beneath the creamy layers of vanilla. Chopped pieces of Almond Roca. Whoever thought up this combination needs an award. The name says it all.

Haagen- Dazs and Lindt is the winning combo but any other brand will work as well.

  •  Vanilla Ice cream
  • 1 box Almond Roca, roughly chopped
  • 1 slab white chocolate, roughly chopped

Soften ice cream slightly. Fold in Almond Roca and white chocolate. Place in Freezer.


I was married to not one abuser, not two, but three. I fled from South Africa and from an extremely violent and traumatic marriage to a very well-known Johannesburg personality and resolved to learn a lesson and be more careful next time. In America I met a man who, on the surface, was everything that my second husband was not. Until I owned her own contribution to the dance of abuse I was destined to repeat the pattern. My story exists as proof of this. I am driven to help abused women as I know all too well what it feels like to be misunderstood and ashamed of my inability to let go of a relationship that was killing me. “It’s like wanting to hug a shark – why on earth would anyone do that?” I understand because I have been there, emerged damaged and broken from there and then – heaven forbid – went back! I know what it feels like to yearn for the love of a man who pulled out your hair, spat in your face and tried to choke you. I know what it feels like to tell people you are back there and watch their faces and see them thinking, “then you deserve what you get!” By telling my story, I hope to lift the veil of shame off abuse and encourage women to do the same. Un-silencing the voice is where true healing begins.

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