On ice cream.

[mrissa]

It's a good thing my mom is not the sort of mom who goes through her kid's garbage, because she's coming here today, and with five ice cream eaters, we finished off four ice cream containers last night. All of them mostly empty to begin with; nobody ate embarrassing amounts of ice cream. But it still looks pretty impressive piled up there in the trash. Blood orange sorbet, lemon sorbet, caramel ice cream, and chocolate peanut butter ice cream.

My freezer has a bit more room in it just now.

It still has several varieties of ice cream in it, too. (Well, I'm not baking as much as I do when I have more energy, and I still want to be able to offer dessert, so....)

I also seem to have convinced Roo's other aunties that if they eat up his favorite pink ice cream (favorite at Auntie Mrissa's house, at least), I know where to buy more. This is good. Aunties should be able to enjoy their sorbet without feeling like they'll make the Robin sad.

I am worried about a great many things today/this week, and thinking about a great many more without worry. Maybe you'll even hear about some of them later today. For now, though, ice cream. Nobody is worried about ice cream! What are your favorite ice creams? What makes for a good ice cream? Or do you just not get what the fuss is about ice cream?