spring is the finest time of year to eat ice cream publicly

spring is the finest time of year to eat ice cream publicly
Sunday, April 22, 2007

Warm weather in Georgia and ice cream are delicious together.

Ice cream: vibrant and yummy, tasting as if we evolved with it. Ice cream fills a spot in my longings that only it can.

And as much as I love chocolate chip cookie dough (regular, not the type with too much dough that disturbs the flavor balance and leaves one queasy on hot summer days) there's a group who loves it more.

Dieters.

Poor Bastards.

Just as ice cream enters into it's place in the seasonal cravings many people are getting ready for the hedonistic pleasures of summer wear. Ice cream is always off the list for them as there are far too many delicious ingredients that they can't even smell lest they gain weight in all of the wrong places: chocolate, sugar, fat, etc.

I can see the awe and horror in their faces as I pass by, goodness flowing from cone to me in sloppy french dairy kisses.

Their willpower collapsing. It's only a matter of time before they stumble into a Ben and Jerry's giving into the tempting mouth orgy of delicious ice cream.

Summer will be here soon and their acceptance of failure will take away the sadistic pleasures of public torture.