Tag Archives: ice cream
It’s an important question. THE important question, really. As the last few days slip by, it’s time to focus, get organized, make sure there was enough summer to keep us in happy rum-soaked sun-drenched fantasies come February.
A few winters ago my sister and I put our names on the waiting list at Serendipity. Apparently it might take a while. So we went to Bloomingdales for an hour. Yeah, it was still going to take a while. … Continue reading
It’s a well known piece of folk wisdom that we should make hay while the sun shines. I like to amend this to “eat watermelon while the sun shines.” Philosophers may want to argue the toss, but it’s a pretty … Continue reading
I am highly aware that this is the kind of problem that most people in the world trade me for in an instant, but recently it’s been so hot in NYC that our overworked air conditioner has been flooding the … Continue reading
As the Oscars approach, we naturally become more concerned with movies and their stars. Some of us, more literally than others.
The woman leaned over to our table conspiratorially as a giant glass bowl of ice cream was delivered for her and her husband. “The ice cream here is the best in the world, she said. Are you going to try … Continue reading
87 degrees and humid out in the city, it seemed like the moment to give the ice cream machine a whirl.
Nothing says summer like an ice cream sundae. I’d suggest strawberry and vanilla with blueberry sauce for 4th of July – though technically this would be a pink, white a blue sundae. It’s so delicious that I think we’ll get … Continue reading
It’s snowing. Evidently by morning Manhattan will be under a thick white blanket. Which might well mean a snow day if I didn’t work from home already, and if Jon didn’t live so close to his office that we can … Continue reading