I love ice cream. Doesn’t everyone? But I love it even more when it is covered with a hard chocolate shell. You know the stuff that starts as a liquid and then magically becomes a hard shell. When I was little I would scoop some ice cream into a bowl, drizzle it with the aforementioned chocolate, add another layer of ice cream and then a final layer of chocolate to completely cover it. Once the chocolate hardened, I would break open a small space for my spoon and carefully excavate the ice cream below. Once all the ice cream was gone I had a chocolate shell left to eat on its own. I still don’t understand why I have not been awarded a Nobel Prize for this. My father, not to be outdone, would take the bottle, once it was empty and add a little hot water to it. He
July 10, 2014
