Archive for ice cream

Not Gourmet at All

Posted in Friends, Out of Town with tags , , , on May 17, 2010 by Jeremy


My friends didn’t like this ice cream from the Costco food court that I said tasted wonderful.  I think it was because it was covered in almonds.  The first time I tried it, it didn’t have almonds.


Posted in Friends, Out of Town with tags , , , , , on January 10, 2010 by Jeremy


I’m thankful for this day.

I’m not sure about the others.

Festival Season

Posted in Friends, Out of Town, Stuff with tags , , , , , , on September 26, 2009 by Jeremy


Second food post in a row. I love food.

The weather last night was perfect for a festival.  The air was very cool, prompting us to carry a light jacket or sweater.  All the fun lights that mark festivals were there, along with all the excited kids and adults who participated in the carnival games, feasted on the food, or danced to the music.

It was a nice scene, but what really did it for me were the jackets and the sweaters.  Something about people strolling in jackets always made me smile.  I think I like that sort of mellow atmosphere.  The one that seems to say, “It’s cold, but life goes on.”  The annual Italian festival didn’t exactly convey that, but it served as a reminder.

Look at it this way.  During the summer, people are free to run, but when the cold starts to creep in, people tend to slow down.  Those who don’t completely stop grab their jackets and brave the cold to go on with their lives.

Anyway, after eating the ice cream, my stomach didn’t act up.  Seems like good news.

And yes, we’re that cheap.

Find the Motif!

Posted in Belleville, School with tags , on June 9, 2009 by Jeremy


Placing the spoon filled with ice cream in his mouth, the boy suddenly remembered his assignment.  Although he was totally against abandoning such a fine specimen of ice cream, he reluctantly placed the quarter-melted scoop of frozen dessert beside the virtually empty tub of ice cream.  He dashed towards the garbage can and deftly discarded his gloves, which were mere obstructions to his assignment.  Not wanting to waste any more time, the hungry little boy snatched the camera from his pocket and quickly imagined a composition for the ice cream.  After taking a scanty number of shots, the boy returned the camera into his pocket and resumed the consumption of the sweet, chocolate, syrup-coated, and sprinkle-filled ice cream.