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Time Out: I So Don’t Scream

July 19, 2010

Ice cream, that quintessential summer treat loved by all. Except me.

Don’t get me wrong, if there was nothing else to snack on in the house, I could polish off a pint of Ben and Jerry’s as fast as the next premenstrual mom. If my daughters can’t finish their ice cream, I will bravely take over the task (for the sake of the starving kids in … wherever). I even have a favorite ice cream flavor: coffee (because the good stuff tastes more like Starbucks than ice cream).

But given my druthers, there are many other treats I would choose before ice cream. My List … (Remember the laminated lists that Ross and Rachel of Friends kept of famous people they were allowed to sleep with should they meet in real life? Well, I maintain a similar guilt-free list just in case I encounter certain desserts.) My List has vanilla sheet cake at No. 1. The top slots change all the time, but dark chocolate M&Ms and Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups usually join sheet cake in the Top Five. Ice cream typically hovers around No. 10 on my List.

I know I’m out-numbered; particularly in summer, when ice cream becomes an integral part of everyday life. Not convinced I’m in a lonely minority? Try this the next time your family finishes dinner and is looking for something to do:

“I know! Let’s go out for bread pudding!”

“Hey, let’s try that new flan stand that just opened around the corner!”

“I bought a mousse maker online the other day, let’s try it out!”

Chances are you just aren’t going to generate the same enthusiasm from these suggestions as the traditional, “Let’s go for ice cream!”

Then there’s the world of ice cream wannabe products that I’m just not sure of. Gelato, which I think in Italian means “over-priced ice cream,” often baffles me. I can see pistachio, but do flavors like egg, parsnip and artichoke really work as frozen treats?

Sorbets are better, as they tend to stick to the fruit family, but sorbet never seems to fill me up; I can eat it until my teeth are frozen and my brain cramps up, but still my stomach thinks it’s had a handful of raspberries.

Then there’s sherbet, which is kind of an ice cream-sorbet hybrid since it contains some dairy. But sherbet for me conjures up memories of my grandmother ordering rainbow sherbet (watermelon, orange, and lime flavored) instead of ice cream at Friendly’s in order to stick to her diet, insisting that I would prefer it, too. But sherbet is an utterly chocolate-free zone; unless I can put hot fudge on it, it’s just not for me.

But I have found one ice cream auxiliary product that can make a trip to the ice cream shop worth it for me – the cone. Once a lonely inverted pyramid whose function (and taste) resembled a napkin, cones these days are jacked up. You can get them dipped in chocolate and topped with all sorts of goodies – Oreo crumbs, crushed Heath bars, rainbow or chocolate sprinkles (also known as jimmies to us New Englanders) … really, just about anything that sticks to melted chocolate can adorn a cone.  And once you’ve got the right cone, do you really need the ice cream?

So now when we do that summer ritual of going out for ice cream, I too can get excited and hope that my kids fill up on the ice cream and can’t finish their cones.

Cara Garretson is a freelance writer based near Washington, D.C. is looking forward to fall, when candy corn climbs to the top of her List.

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