I happened upon Jeni’s Splendid Ice Creams by chance. I was interning at a creative agency at the time, and, though I’m no designer myself, I was slowly becoming aware of what was considered “good” when it came to print. This made book shopping a new experience for me, which made me particularly excited to…
Grown Up Camping – {S’meeses Mascarpone Custard Ice Cream}
Grown-up camping is great. It made me realize that I’m capable of eating Sour Patch Kids for lunch, quesadillas for dinner, untold quantities of fire-roasted delights for dessert and snacks and even breakfast – and can come out of it feeling nothing short of proud. Somewhere in there, I might even pour a malt beverage…
Split – {Blueberry Oatmeal Ice Cream}
I used to say I was thankful that my parents got a divorce. As a kid, two Christmases, two birthdays, and two neighborhoods worth of friends to hang out with was pretty sweet. I was lucky, I thought, to have the opportunity to take advantage of so much… Stuff. Of course, it was hard at…
Lipstick on Pigs {Chocolate Pistachio Ice Cream Sandwiches}
“Why don’t you weigh 300 pounds? He meant it as a compliment, but it wasn’t terribly graceful for a number of reasons – one of which being the fact that he’d said it after setting his hand solidly over my knee. He knew I baked because he’s a friend of a friend, and I know…
Anniversary – {Mocha Ice Cream Sandwiches}
Somehow, as July slipped by, it didn’t occur to me that I’d missed my 3rd anniversary of blogging. On the 22nd, I hit three years. I probably say the same thing every year. I started to dig back for last year’s post, but it seemed like it wasn’t far off enough. I’m not ready for…
Excuse – {Cherry Chunk Ice Cream}
“You’re young,” they tell me. Half consolation and half subject change, it’s a granted and simple excuse that I, frankly, don’t like. I mean, maybe it’s true. I admit that being 21 contributes to a lot of stupid choices and confusion – sober and otherwise. The details are largely unimportant, but, you know, the combination…
