Mr. Wonderful has a bit of a problem. And I’m totally co-dependent.
Ice cream. Lots of ice cream. Every night.
There are never fewer than six varieties in his freezer. And while some suitors would bring over a bottle of wine when coming to call, Mr. Wonderful regularly shows up on my doorstep with two containers of Breyer’s.
Hell yeah. That’s my man.
Now, he is sort of a freak about it all. He pours milk into his ice cream and then stirs it all up until it’s the consistency of soft serve. However, he hates soft serve.
Umm … ok?
And his favorite ice cream receptacle is a Gladware plastic container.
He’s making us ice cream as I write. Sadly, there were brownies left over from this weekend’s tailgating. Brownies that, when heated, work nicely with mint chocolate chip ice cream to create a gooey nirvana.
You understand why this post is short, right?