October 28, 2007

• i scream, u scream, we scream 4 ice cream

  i didn't realize this, but its been three years since i sat down at home, relaxed on the couch and enjoyed a pint of ice cream.  perhaps it's even more than three, but for sure i know it exceeds three years.  have i had ice cream during the 3 years?  of course.  but to pick up ice cream from somewhere, bring it home, put it in the freezer and open the carton up to have at home has been somewhat of a foreign concept to me during a 3+ years period. 

  if you know me well enough, you'll know that i have a list of ice cream places to frequent and frequent frequently.  (hahaha)  once upon a time, i'd open my pint of ben & jerrys or hagen daaz, and sit in the comforts of my couch or bed and contemplate that "it's not the same as ____"  actually, it isn't the same as a Fenton's or a Knudsens, or Tucker's, or Poly Ann's or Mitchell, or...well you get the picture. 

  so for the past 3+ years, my ice cream appetite has been fulfilled at one of the aforementioned institutions.  nothing wrong with that.  in fact, there's nothing better than to order a specific sundae or a special scoop with that freshly made waffle container.  believe me, it's an experience to be able to enjoy your favorite flavor at one of those places. 

  just earlier tonite, kit gives me a pint of hagan daaz to take home, and when i got home, i enjoyed a pint in the comforts of my own home.  it was a familiar feeling and i contemplated why it took so long for me to savor such a moment.  it may not seem like a big deal, but there's a sense of security of simply eating ice cream at home.  i lost track of such an activity.  growing up, my evenings consisted of watching sitcoms and enjoying a bowl of ice cream following a ritual of homework.  that bowl was a reward from mom for a hard day's work at school and eventually at home.  tonite was a trip back to the past. 

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