I have deep passion for ice cream.
Vanilla bean. Ohhhhhhhhhh Ahhhhhhhhh… I just had an orgasm. Am I craving ice cream cause I haven’t had sex in a while? Hmm. Perhaps if I give myself an orgasm now, the craving will go away.
I could name some other flavors but after vanilla bean there’s really no need. Nothing beats it in my ice cream book. Mint choc chip comes close but not close enough.
I have a Gourmet Traveller Mag on the table here with a wicked looking recipe of peach and raspberry crumble with vanilla bean ice cream on the front cover. I look at this every day. It looks so freaking delicious, it’s almost jumping out of the page and into my mouth, so close yet so very far away. I should totally make this tomorrow, it’s Sunday, Sunday is a good day for baking and ice cream eating.
I spend a lot of time talking and fantasizing about ice cream and a surprisingly small amount of time eating it.
Note to self: Eat more ice cream, you like it, a lot.