A co-worker brought into work, courtesy of a new Cuisinart ice cream maker, a sample of her new magical machine. A delicious, delicious, delicious sample.
Salted. Butter. Caramel. Chip. Ice. Cream.
So many beautiful words, all together. A custard ice cream, with dark chocolate chips and even more importantly, salty sweet flakes of crunchy caramel.
I personally believe that butter is one of the great achievements of human civilization. I would go to a Church of Butterscotch. Here Foodgoat and I part ways, as he is something of a butter atheist. In any case, the Salted Butter Caramel Chip Ice Cream was the highlight of the workday, and could easily be the highlight of a day when I didn't have to pay an unreasonable amount of attention to formatting.
I would go to a church of butterscotch, too; but I'd have to divide my time so I still attended the church of chocolate.
ReplyDeleteGood news about the crepe stand--I'll have to check it out.
Salted. Butter. Caramel. Chip. Ice. Cream.
ReplyDeleteAnd the 7th deadly sin belongs to me. Envy.
I just wanted to let you know that I love the site (and every type of ice cream for that matter). I threw you up as a link at www.chispastories.com.
ReplyDeleteKeep up the good work and save me a bite of that ice cream please.
No FAIR. Now I want some too!
ReplyDelete~jealous~