49. Mars Bar Cheesecake

We were trying to be good. Australia was supposed to be the beginning of our new leaner, lighter, fitter lifestyle. However, every time we walked through the Rocks we were constantly tempted by the cheesecakes that sat in the window of the quaint Rocks Café.

I figured that we had a few more passes left in us before we caved but I was wrong. We happened to be walking past on a particularly overcast day and suddenly the heavens opened in a much needed drought quenching down pour. There were only two options open to us. The first was to get soaked while making a bid for a mall or train station; the second was to duck into the nearest shop and hope it wasn’t already full of sheltering tourists.

Unfortunately for us the first place we ducked into was the Rocks Café which had a couple of empty seats and there in the glass cabinets tempting us was their selection of cheesecakes. You think that being from Scotland we wouldn’t mind a bit of rain but instead of opting for a potential drenching we found ourselves trapped by a wall of layer upon layer of delicious, mouth watering desserts.

With no will power left we asked for a menu but the waitress said “We don’t have a menu for the cakes as we change them every day”. That made us want them even more so we ordered a two slices. Isla had the blueberry cheesecake and I had the Mars Bar cheesecake. I didn’t quite know what to expect with my choice but when it arrived it truly did look like someone had baked slices of Mars Bar into a chocolate cheese cake. It was amazing and our good intentions had been completely destroyed by these delicious gastronomic delights. To top it off, the portions were massive and by my last forkful I was feeling that I’d eaten a whole cake.