Lately, after I get home from work, all I want is some coffee (caffeinated! – and I have no trouble sleeping later on either which is another weird thing) and ice cream. I might or might not have anything else for dinner but I have to have some coffee and ice cream. That’s what happens when you stash 4 cartons of ice cream in the freezer. They ALL call you. You may be able to resist one tiny calling but if all four are hollering, that’s it. And this is coming from a non-ice-cream fan (most of the time). I’ve found that I like dark roast coffees too; the bitterness balances out the sweetness of the ice cream.
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