Ice cream

Seize the moment. Remember all those women on the Titanic who waved off the dessert cart.
~ Erma Bombeck

When your mind is crowded, one of the best things you can prescribe yourself is ice cream. It works like a magic broomstick on a dirty floor. It asks the things-that-don’t-make-sense to please go away for a little while, and come back later with a little more logic written on their caps.

This afternoon, I spread a teaspoon of peanut butter across the bottom of a ramekin. More sweet layers went on in turn: banana slices, a scoop of French Vanilla ice cream, shredded coconut, chocolate-cappuccino sauce (birthday gift from sweet Claire!)… then I sat down and ate it without thinking about anything.

I can feel my whirling brain slowing down now, see the dirt disappearing, hear the things-that-don’t-make-sense shuffling down the corridor en route to painting their logic caps.

Sally and I are dining with my flatties, then going to WOW tonight :-D :-D

    Ingredients:
    1 tsp peanut butter
    1 scoop vanilla ice cream
    1 banana, sliced
    Chocolate sauce
    A small handful of shredded coconut
    Easy-peasy method:
    Smear the peanut butter across the bottom of a small ramekin. Add the other ingredients, in messy layers. Serve, relax and eat immediately.
    Yields one serving.

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3 responses to “Ice cream

  1. LOVE the post. Ice cream fixing most everything!

  2. Oh. My. God. That sounds DIVINE! I always have room for ice cream. I actually think I must have an anatomically separate ice cream stomach. Love the coconut and peanut butter combo…gonna race home and make myself a bowl! Q: what brand PB are you a fan of? I’m a Kraft girl…:)

    • Hahaha! Ice cream stomach, awesome :-) I happen to love Kraft too, actually – creamy if it’s on toast, crunchy for things like ice cream. At the moment we have Sanitarium in the cupboards though… flatmate’s choice :-(

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