With a massive snow storm on the way and not much to my afternoon but sitting and watching it all fall, I put out a call for requests for blog post topics. I did this a year ago during the January of Insanely Blogging Every Day and it was pretty fun, so why not try again?
I’ll have a few in the coming days, but we’re starting with the most serious possible topic.
@cjhannas Your best and worst experiences with ice cream.
— Jena Ardell (@jenaardell) January 22, 2016
I’m going to hedge and talk about two “best” ice cream experiences, neither of which is particularly about the ice cream itself. The first happened in 2006 and I can assure you the actual ice cream portion was stellar.
My friend and I were in Ocean City, Md. and made a customary stop at Dumser’s Dairyland. My typical order was a couple of scoops of chocolate ice cream with a healthy heap of M&Ms on top, as you can see from our check:
Forgive the quality of photo, but take a look at that handwriting. Have you every seen anything so majestic? As someone who can barely read his own writing, I was legitimately amazed by it and at one point complimented the waitress. She got all embarrassed and said people routinely gave her a hard time about it. I told her she should be proud.
A few years later, when that friend and I were roommates, this happened:
I think there are about five people in this Harris Teeter. Three of us are in the ice cream aisle.
— Chris Hannas (@cjhannas) December 20, 2014
I posted this at 12:23 a.m. on a Saturday during a trip to the 24-hour grocery store. My friend regularly got hankerings for milkshakes that always seemed to come when the places that sell milkshakes in our area were already closed. Harris Teeter was an acceptable backup plan, and as you can imagine is pretty much empty at this time of night. Except in the ice cream aisle.
Worst experiences obviously involve situations where you want ice cream and do not have a way to (or are not willing to) obtain it. I searched Twitter for any such situations I may have expressed to the world and was not disappointed.
When baseball makes you want ice cream, but there’s none in your freezer <<<
— Chris Hannas (@cjhannas) April 9, 2015
When you realize you forgot to buy ice cream pic.twitter.com/8HCWLFx97H
— Chris Hannas (@cjhannas) June 3, 2015
I guess 2015 was a bad ice cream year for me. Going forward, it’s important to keep this advice in mind when dealing with ice cream:
Yessssssssssssssss!! Keep it frozen.