We all scream for...

Let's talk for a little bit about ice cream.

Ice cream is easy. There are no bones to pick out or sauces to dip or fat to cut around. Really, you don't even have to chew. Or use silver wear if
you don't want to. Even a baby, toothless and naive, can swallow a spoonful without fear of chocking. Even easier, I believe, is the joy that comes with the company of ice cream with friends. Ice cream is harmless.

Ice cream has no rules. There are no tough choices to make, no rules to remember, no "bake at 350", or "not microwave safe". It loves to share, to be plopped on top of a brownie pr swirled in between flavors. and speaking of flavors, they are countless. Whatever you could substitute ice cream with has been made into a flavor of its own, ready to mix and match and blend. Be it as a drink, a topping, a fruit, a nut, a sundae, or a main course, ice cream comes that way. Ice cream is versatile.

Ice cream is an icepack. It's signature coldness mending a swallow heart. When we are sad or sick or lonely or bored, ice cream is an endorphin. and when we finish the carton(s) at home, ice cream is everywhere, easy to find. Ice cream is cold. What would it be otherwise? A sticky, useless mess.

Ice cream. I'm a big fan yo.