Hello, Gorgeous!
It’s been a snacky kind of a weekend, what with all the snow and subsequent sloth. Lucky for me I have a snack accountability partner (let’s call her Dot). While Dot (an actual actuary) is VERY PRECISE about her snacking and texts me with every single morsel, I’m a bit more laissez faire about noshing. In my humble opinion, whether you had an ice cream cone with a single scoop, or an entire carton, it’s okay to simply say you had some ice cream. Speaking of which, I had some ice cream.
The taste of my childhood
Breyer’s recently introduced their Good Humor flavors, and I am here for them, especially Strawberry Shortcake. It has less to do with the actual ice cream and more to do with nostalgia. When we were kids, my big brother Jay used to very solemnly hold my hand and walk with me to the ice cream truck. He would almost always choose Good Humor Toasted Almond or Strawberry Shortcake. And so seeing my late brother’s favorites (and ingesting copious amounts of them over …
