I turned to my friend and told him, "I hate shave ice." I even went to the famous spot in Waikiki and absolutely hated the shave ice there. Yup, I'm a shave ice hater. In turn, my friend told me that this is "different". I waited with him to try the shave ice for 45 minutes holding onto my disbelief. I had already eaten some "bunz" and the food in Vegas was not making me happy. We're so spoiled in California... fresh produce, great restaurants... ooooh sooo good.
After the long wait, the shave ice master topped off the masterpiece with condensed milk. I tasted it and immediately felt my pupils dilate, my heart sing, and my hips get wider. Man-oh-man, that is some good dessert. Mind-blowingly creamy, sweet, and refreshing.
There were red beans and ice cream and that piece of heaven in a cone was enough to turn me into a shave ice believer. We had the Tiger's blood (WINNING!). Duh.