The whole premise of me being taken here by this fellow was to try one of their "hard shakes". Now. I am immensely dubious about milk + alcohol. Milk + alcohol = vomit. White Russian? My idea of hell in a cup. However, my opinion was changed 180 degrees.
I opted for the Oreeto, a scrumptious Oreo flavoured milkshake spiked with a generous splosh of Amaretto. Two of my favourite things. All served as a pint of milkshake in an enormous metal cocktail shaker-esque recepticle. With one fat straw.
All for about £7. It. Was. HEAVEN.