Well, unless you are lactose intolerant, then you don’t scream for Ice Cream. But I know I do, in fact, I would eat ice cream for dinner at least 5 times a week if my sweetie didn’t cook for me. Then I would look like this…
Or maybe more like this…actually, I think I may have had a pair of sunglasses like these when I was a kid. Don’t judge, it was the 80’s, everyone had funny looking sunglasses.
Recently, my sweetie and I were taking a stroll through the grocery store, yes we stroll…through the grocery store…my sweetie is a bit of a foodie (he hates that word, but he really is a foodie) and what to my wondering eyes do appear, but a beautiful carton of BLUE BELL ICE CREAM! I heard angels sing, light shone on that wonderous carton of Pecan Praline. I tell you, it was like heaven in the freezer section of that grocery store.
What’s the big deal you ask, it’s just ice cream. JUST ICE CREAM!!! It’s Blue Bell Ice cream, ice cream this New Mexican craved when she moved away from the southerenly portions of the US of A. You see if you have no idea what I’m talking about then you’ve never spent anytime in the south, I don’t hold this against you, but I do reccommend you have some overnighted right away. It’s scrumptous!
Since anything sweet at Casa de April is kind of a big deal , I thought it appropriate to attempt do a weekly post about the most recent ice cream or dessert experiment. Tonight I will sample Blue Bell’s Peaches and Cream. Come back soon for the results!