I spent the day in a meeting. In a meeting in a room in a building where management had not gotten the memo that it is Spring. That it is a warm spring. It was a warm building. It was a boiling hot room.
So of course I started thinking about ice cream.
There are (as you probably know) two kinds of ice cream: the kind with non-ice cream stuff in it (rocky road) and the kind that is just ice cream (chocolate).
Sometimes classification is easy. Nuts: definitely not ice cream. Sometimes it’s more complicated. Does the fudge in fudge ripple count as non-ice cream stuff? It has just about—but not quite—the same texture as ice cream. Hard to say. And what about strawberry ice cream that’s made with real strawberries? Tough call.
Fortunately, it doesn’t really matter.
There are (as you probably know) two kinds of ice cream: ice cream that has stuff on top of it and ice cream that doesn’t. There is no problem telling the difference between the two. The only question is what you’re in the mood for.
There are (as you probably know) two kinds of ice cream: ice cream I have and ice cream I don’t have. There is absolutely no difficulty differentiating between the two. Guess which I prefer?
Ice cream is also a fabulous way to welcome a new cousin into the world. (More on that in a few days.)
I’m seeing some ice cream in our afternoon…what do you think?