In time, foods such as hamburgers and ice cream became more than just meals. They became part of American history and culture, touchstones that are almost immediately nostalgic and sentimental no matter how old you are or what part of the country you are from.
I felt like any other American kid. I already worked at a steady job as an ice cream scooper, but I didn’t feel less in any way than my more affluent friends from school.
I make sure I eat well without depriving myself of the things that I love: a cheeseburger and fries, creamy white-truffle pasta, bowls of ice cream. Everything in moderation, but I indulge at least three times a week.
I’m trying to write books that taste like ice cream but have the nutrition of vegetables.
Some years ago, I was fortunate enough to land a reporting job at ‘The Washington Post,’ which pretty much put me in a state of constant awe. Bob Woodward would dish up ice cream sundaes for anyone stuck working on the weekend.
Ice cream was my undoing, and six chocolate milk shakes in a row were nothing to me at one time.
It’s hard in the firehouse to avoid the dessert thing. At 3 in the morning after some emergency, I have been known to eat an ice cream sandwich.
You can pour melted ice cream on regular ice cream. It’s like a sauce!
I can’t say it was always ice cream and rainbows in our house. We would yell and we would fight and I was a terrible child, and it was, but, on the other hand, laughs. I don’t think I’m alone in this.
I find myself on Yelp typing in ‘the best ‘blank’ all the time: best cheese, best ice cream, best pizza.
I was sporty in high school. I played tennis and hockey, and was basketball captain. Then I went to university and stopped doing sport and started eating ice cream.
Look at the average American diet: ice cream, butter, cheese, whole milk, all this fat. People don’t realize how much of this stuff you get by the end of the day. High blood pressure is from all this high-fat eating.
I always have ice cream in the house. I have a bowl of it, and then a bit more. One of the greatest pleasures in my life is going back and getting a second half-bowl. The first bowl is just the prelude.
My favorite ice cream is Haagen-Dazs coffee.
I am starting to think about those things that I miss from home. Ice cream is definitely one of those things we do not have up here. My favorite is pistachio. I love it with chocolate sauce.
I do like going to the movies, but I like eating tons of sweets and ice cream, so I can’t go to the movies anymore.
Most of the times, I am on a strict diet for my characters, but once in a while, I love indulging in a bucket full of ice cream.
Puberty for me was graduating from Thousand Island salad dressing to Caesar salads. It was like going from hot dogs and hamburgers to beef stroganoff, or from ice cream in a cone to creme brulee.
At my restaurant, we made a dessert called ‘milk and honey.’ It’s milk ice cream that looks like a snowball, and then you cut into it, and honey runs out.
The best food I’ve had in Lexington is Orange Leaf Frozen Yogurt. It’s non-guilt ice cream!
My father died in France, and my sisters and I went over with my mum to bring back his body. I remember going to the funeral parlour in France and being given a laminated menu of coffins, and thinking, surely there is an ice cream at the back of here!
I once in a while cheat and have a little ice cream, and then I kind of blame myself.
At my school, they have an ice cream special sometimes, and they have this ice cream sandwich, except the sandwich part is like an Oreo and the inside like cookies n’ cream ice cream. I love that.
Having in my life been bitten by the jaws of both victory and defeat, I must rush to add that success is to failure as butter pecan ice cream is to death.
I literally never ate fruit or vegetables before. My diet instead revolved around ice cream, chocolate, peanut butter and jelly eaten with a spoon, pick-n-mix, and lots of cereal and pasta – I was a sugar monster.
