So in an attempt to prove to myself that I could master the concho routes, I decided to see if I could make it to "Las Colinas" mall, located several miles from my house. I was pleasantly surprised when I arrived outside the large, air conditioned mall in just under 15 minutes. SCORE, I had just successfully mastered one of the A routes. I didn't really need anything at the mall, so I just perused through the shops and gawked at the scantily clad mannekins and insanely high heels that pass for Dominican fashion. There is much to be said about Dominican dress, so we'll save that undertaking for another day. Today I want to tell you about the little café I stumbled upon inside the mall, which was serving up the most delectable desserts. A whole row of puddings and parfaits called my name as I passed by, and well, I figured I deserved a little reward for my successful concho trip. The chocolate and vanilla and fruit desserts all looked fabulous, but of course, those simply wouldn´t do for me. I seem to have some kind of weird infatuation with always needing to choose the strangest item on the menu. I settled on a pale, creamy, jiggly pudding-like creation with a sprinkle of cinnamon on top. Majarete, it was called. Well the name sounded cool at least! One spoonful and I immediately recognize the flavor.....corn. weird. not bad....but not really good either. It was mildly sweet, and a little lumpy, and somewhat reminiscent of creamed corn. I ate part of it, because I was hungry, but I probably wouldn´t order it again. I guess the concho ride was enough victory for one day, I should have known I´d be pushing my luck with a strangely wobbly-looking Dominican treat.