Favorite Foodz: Ice Cream

my weakness.

genetically predisposed methinks. i recall many a day when i'd awake, descend the stairs, and spy enviously the gallon carton of ice cream in the old man's hands. his breakfast. but not mine.

the love affair began early. how early i can't tell. but i'd imagine the old man had me tasting my first spoonful prior to my earliest memory. vanilla. chocolate. chocolate chip. mint chocolate chip. coffee. the list goes on indefinitely.

ice cream memories.

dairy queen after little league baseball.
claude's in cheshire.
the visit to ben and jerry's in vermont.
watching a movie downstairs in my parents' house.
holidays. slices of apple and pumpkin and blueberry pie beneath three delectable scoops, whipped cream, and hershey's syrup.
watching jeopardy in my grandparents' den.

ice cream as dinner or dessert.

ice cream smothered in chocolate syrup or caramel or honey. i love adding honey to ice cream.

ice cream topped with true whipped cream. not the aerosol can, but the tub of cool whip. mmm, cool whip.

oh, but there's one ice cream taboo for me. i just don't do it. never have liked it. fruity ice cream. strawberry and mango and cherry and such. no. just no. i'll do fruitarific sorbet or sherbert but not ice cream.

there's one. one flavor that tops the rest. i don't find it often. not every brand makes it. or markets it. it's not exotic. rather plain, to be honest. but i can't resist it.

fudge ripple. the perfect balance of vanilla and chocolate.

last time i had ice cream? two scoops two hours ago. mint chocolate chip with a splash of half and half and smothered in honey. mmm...