This summer has been weird in Ithaca, just ask any local. The weather has been temperamental: rainy and cold! But there’s one thing that is true regardless of how the thermometer reads:
I don’t say ‘no’ to ice cream.
Adam and I have a very hard time saying ‘no’ when one of us gets an ice cream hankering. I’ve often lamented how our guilty cravings for foods align too much: hot chicken wings, burgers with the works, fruit tarts, ice cream, Taco Bell (shhhh – don’t tell anyone), cheese-covered chili on Frito’s, chocolate-covered gummy bears – the list goes on.
It seems that in the summer, both of us are more inclined towards trips to Purity, our favorite ice cream parlor. Plus, it is a cute date. D’awww.
With all the running we do, it is also hard to feel guilty about it. C’est la vie!
My cone: one scoop Chocolate Peanut Butter, one scoop Gimme Mocha Fudge
Adam’s cone: one scoop Sea Salt Caramel