Sometimes only custard will do. Hot. Cold. Doesn't matter.
That said... I love me some smothered French Fancies or rhubarb pie... in the mix.
Why is it we grow to love the things we hated as kids? I didn't hate custard but it wasn't "up there" with icecream.
Maybe... with some space to make our own choices... we come to realize what works... what is good for us.
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