Sometimes things happen in Dubai that just wouldn’t happen anywhere else. It’s the birthplace of the urban myth. For example, last night my husband and I enjoyed a fabulous meal at the newly opened Ivy restaurant. I had a Chocolate Orange Bomb for dessert, quite possibly the most incredible dessert I have ever had. When I complimented the waiter on his recommendation, he told us they had only just been able to start serving it. Apparently the delivery of molds was held up in customs whilst they worked out what to do with a a case of 24 suspiciously shaped items in a box marked ‘Bombs’. Brilliant.