Okay, I have 6 differents flavors of ice cream, 2 kinds of Italian ice and a tub of frozen gourmet cookie dough (with pasteurized eggs, so it’s safe). Who’s up for a 2000 post ice cream party?
Drinks are on the table against the wall. Don’t touch the bottle of tequila on the mantlepiece, that’s for Wally.
2000 is a lucky number revered by everyone from the ancient Cabidocians to the modern Cabidocians.
And what more fitting a tribute than the Cookie Dough Rite of Elsie, the cow goddess of 2000th celebrations.
DRY - closest I have is Sneaker Doodles (peanut butter ice cream with caramel, peanuts and little peanut butter cup thingies) or Go Fish (chocolate ice cream with milk chocolate fishies and caramel waves).
Sorry, no cones. If you don’t want it in a bowl, you can always scoop it into your drink.
Pure bliss. Great idea, Kat! I’ll take Dreamery “Mad about Malt”, w/ a mere titch of hot fudge on the top–not because I want it, mind, but just to celebrate your milepost.
Oh, don’t bother with a cone or a dish. I’ll just grab a spoon and nosh down from the carton.
Baloo, wearing his “Irked Scientist” lab smock, enters, pulling behind him a large, complex device on wheels.
“Congratulations, Kat! In your honor I’ve whipped up a little something special.”
He plugs the machine in, pours in milk, cream, eggs, and sugar, then throws the knife switch. The machine whirrs, emits puffs of steam, and starts gyrating across the room like an out-of-balance washing machine. After several seconds, the machine halts, emitting a faint, flat, whistle. Baloo opens a door in the side and draws out an ice cream sculpture of a cat.
“Happy 2,000!”
~~Baloo
No, it didn’t explode. I’m an irked scientist, not a stupid one!
Say, I don’t suppose you could whip together some vanilla ice cream and some cookie dough and make some cookie dough ice cream? Sounds like some damn fine eatin!