N.C. Double Scoop: The Scooper Bowl
Mint chocolate chip vs. vanilla. Is this match-up proof that vanilla isn’t boring and green dyed ice cream isn’t radioactive? I’m not sure. What I do know is that I love vanilla ice cream. I love vanilla bean, French vanilla, malted vanilla, and regular vanilla. I love that vanilla comes from very special orchids. I love that I just learned the Latin derivative of “vanilla.” Wow. No one should call “vanilla” boring after that little revelation. Tee hee hee.) VAGINA! VANILLA MEANS VAGINA! I have never been more eight years old as I am right now.
…Ahem. I do want vanilla to win like the classic, stately old lady that she is, but mint choco-chip has many minions. Legions of minions. So, cut down the net because it’s mint chocolate chip for the WIN!
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@cayenne, by the same token, mint and mint related flavorings trigger migraines in me, which also may follow with “bazooka barf”. I can think of hundreds of things I’d desire/allow vanilla ice cream to accompany in my bowl or on my plate, and zero for MCC! Not that it was my top choice from the beginning, but give the match up? GO VANILLA!!
Cayenne, you rock. MCC minions, unite!
I was a little waffly since vanilla ice cream is soooo good with so many things, but you very rightly pointed out that vanilla is not the only thing that can make a good a la mode. Not by a long shot. Apple pie with maple ice cream? With cinnamon ice cream? YUM!
Although, I must throw a bone to the vanilla lovers by saying that last night I had the most awesome apple pie a la mode evah! They brought it to me on a sizzling cast iron plate, and then the waitress scooped on the vanilla right in front of me at the table, and it sizzled and popped and then she poured on the caramel sauce and it sizzled and popped and it was awesome, and insanely delicious.
Thanks, vanilla, for the showstopping dessert, but you couldn’t have done it on your own.
MCC for the win!
So while I love MCC in it’s own right, I just don’t get you people who claim vanilla can’t go solo and be eaten on it’s own. I just don’t get it. The number of tubs of vanilla ice cream that have lasted about half as long as they should because I couldn’t pace myself and eat it only with whatever pie I’d bought it to go with but instead hoovered it straight out of the box is far larger than I’m comfortable thinking about.
“(Also, I’d love to know why the ads on the voting page are for Blue Bunny ice cream and…Phillies tickets. Hilarious.)”
@ Bunting: I’m going to hazard it’s because “Philadelphia-style” is a way of making ice cream. It’s the no-yolk, no custard, no cooking way of making it.
Yeah, I remember learning about vanilla/vagina as a tender young 13 year old in catholic school. Sounds dirtier than it was. I was just browsing through my teacher’s book of cognates.
Yeah, I think that vanilla is like salsa. I love it to death, but it’s not to be eaten on its own. I have gone through many vicious cycles of a one-off craving of chips and salsa, in which I buy them both, but then inevitably run out of chips before I run out of salsa, must buy some more chips with which to finish off the salsa, but then finish off the salsa before those chips, then must buy more salsa, ad infinitum.
This is also the case with vanilla and any dessert that beautifully accompanies vanilla. I will inevitably run out of one before the other, and my innocent little one-time satisfaction of a one-time craving turns into many trips to the store for more goodies, and soon, needless extra fat on my ass.
@Keckler: “‘Philadelphia-style’ is a way of making ice cream. It’s the no-yolk, no custard, no cooking way of making it.”
Which leaves milk, sugar and … vanilla, right?
Well, cream, rather.
I finally found Fleur de sel Caramel.
My life will never be the same.