Ice Cream Talk.

Old Man with Ice Cream / Flickr photo by jl raymond



In the world of "there are two kinds of people," ice cream sits as one of the top separators. But in ice cream's case, there are those who love ice cream, and those who only like ice cream, for surely no one hates ice cream.

As you might guess I fall in the first group. I love it. I don't often partake because I would weigh 350 pounds if I did, but every once in a while I allow myself a cone, single dip.

Philly, my summer residence for now, is an ice cream town and Breyer's ice cream, my old favorite, is king. It's what I grew up with, the milk-fat percentage suits my taste. Ben and Jerry's and their type's are a little too creamy for me. The inexpensive brands are not creamy enough. When we moved to Texas, Breyer's hadn't yet made its way south, so I was forced to choose otherwise. I wasn't disappointed though, good ice cream is everywhere. Blue Bell is good, but Braum's is my first choice. The Marble Slab is over the top for me, and too creamy. Breyer's is sold here now, but it is not quit what it used to be. I think the company has been sold too many times and reformulated too many times.

On a hot summer day, I'll drive through Braum's for a single dip of Rocky Road or Chocolate Almond.

My favorite way to eat ice cream, and I have been doing this since I was a little guy, is this: Take a good, chilled, cereal bowl, add two scoops of ice cream, a light covering of cold milk (just enough to cover the bowl bottom and top with hand crumbled pretzels. Take your spoon and dip a little ice cream, a tad of milk, and a piece of pretzel. Summer evening perfection.