Um, I’ve lived in Ohio for 47 years, with 8 years overlap time in Georgia, and I’ve never heard of Graeter’s. Does it involve ice cream, or gelato? Of course now I’m wondering how late the drive-thru is open at The Honey Hut.
Graeter’s is a Cincinnati thing. I haven’t lived in Cincinnati since I was 6 and I still remember Graeter’s. Oprah named it her favorite ice cream in the country a couple of years ago.
Oooh, Heinen’s carrys the brand…hope they carry the gelato, because I’m gonna be dreaming about Amaretto with Amarettine and Dark Chocolate Hazelnut tonight. Let’s see, I get off work at 5:30, and the closest Heinen’s to work is, hmmm, maybe it would be better to go to the one closer to home…okay, they’re only open til 8, so if I get there by 6:15, I can be out of the store by 6:25, which leaves 35 minutes to eat gelato before choir…this could be do-able…
Ah. That was easy enough. http://www.graeters.com/
I heartily drool… err, I mean concur. I lurve that stuff. ::wistful sigh::
Carl’s Frozen Custard has installed gun turrets and a moat to keep people from trying to break in and make off with their gold…er…frozen custard.
A giant, hot fudge maple nut sundae for me, please.
Ivylad buys Breyer’s with an occassional foray into Ben and Jerry’s or Godiva’s. He’s noticed some of the Breyer’s brands are the same price, but they are 1.75 gallons instead of a full half gallon. Sneaky!
Eve, you could always buy a Ben and Jerry’s franchise. Or a Baskin Robbins franchise. Good luck.
Similar conversation with cow-orker as I throw away the lid to the Mint Oreo pint:
Won’t you need that later?
What for?
If you don’t eat all the ice cream?
Who are you talking to?
(As a side note…I used to live in Rolling Meadows, where the story came from…)
I can walk away from ice cream after a couple spoonfuls…placed in a bowl…like civilized folk. But my husband is another story. He not only throws the lid away, but he also mixes chocolate sauce and whipped cream right in the container.
I particularly enjoy the part where he says, “Hooney, I don’t feel so good…”
Duh.
I figured out the secret to ice cream self control. It seemd a redundant practice at one time, but now I scoop (one or two scoops) my premium ice creams (BenJ’s, Haagen-Dazs, Starbucks, Godiva, all great) into a bowl. When I’m done with the bowl, I’m done eating ice cream. It’s only a little easier to resist opening the freezer again.
/likes having relatively clog-free arteries ^^
Might I humbly proffer up my love for Godiva Belgian Dark Chocolate Ice Cream? I buy one of these sweet lil’ containers, and I’m like our dear Eve… the lid has outlived its usefulness once it is removed from the container.
Oh, I put the lid in the freezer. I am the eternal optimist (that I might develop self-control and a conscience) or is that pessimist (that the ice cream might suck)? And if you have to relid, you don’t want to relid with a lid you’ve dug out of the trash. Ask me how I know!
This, boys and girls, is the proper way to eat a pint of ice cream – especially Haagen-Daas, Edy’s, Ben & Jerry’s, etc.
(The best variation on this approach involves two spoons, and an ice cream partner of the preferred gender.)
Ok, if Eve is planning a bank heist, count me in.
What sort of masks will we wear?
I’m guessing you will either be Joan Crawford or Clara Bow. I could be talking into being Mickey Rooney (circa 1940).
I’m sure the note will the the height of wit.
If we’re going to list the most addictive, then I’ll have to toss out Bluebell’s Banana Pudding. Fortunately it’s a seasonal offering so I can only overindulge for short periods before I’m forced to abstain.
You have great taste in ice cream and chocolate.
A pint of it, however, can last me four or five ‘sessions’, as I like to call them.
Well, I suppose I could cut back on our ice cream intake, but let’s not do anything rash.
Ahh, reminds me of first Thanksgiving with the in-laws:
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MIL: Would you like a scoop of chocolate or vanilla with your pie?
Me: (Deadpan) Yes.
MIL: Excuse me?
Me: I would like a scoop of chocolate and vanilla with my pie.
MIL: Don’t you just want one sccop of ice cream?
(Mrs. Magill is trying hard not to laugh out loud.)
Me: Now, that’s just crazy talk.
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They should have know better. They saw my reaction to the ice cream maker at the couples shower.
I was wondering when Blue Bell was going to be mentioned. I’m out in Texas for the next few weeks, and have been indulging in Blue Bell ice cream while I’ve been out (since I can’t get it in California). My favorite flavor of all time is their Peach… but coming in a close second is their new Tres Leches with Coconut. Blue Bell is the purveyor of Milk-Based Kiddie Cocaine.
When I get home, I guess it’s time to break out my ice cream maker.
A truck that delivers the worlds-best-soft-ice-cream comes to my office every day around four o’clock. Not only does it give us all an excuse the spend the last hour at work stuffing our faces, but I’m sure the list of ingredients includes something illegal. That stuff is plainly addictive, and it gets delivered to your door.
(gasp) You have ice cream delivered to the office door? Do you have any job openings?