When Christi, et. al. were here at the end of July, they decided the kids would have a treat for dessert one night and that treat was root beer floats. So, along with about five hundred other things that Christi left in my fridge, there was also leftover vanilla ice cream and sugar free root beer (It was James'). They'd taken the good stuff with them. The husband, a true root beer snob conoisseur, stuck his nose up at the sugar free stuff---he prefers IBC---and, since he knows I don't particularly enjoy diet root beer, either, decided the only way I'd drink the stuff (because he sure as hell wasn't going to) was if he put it in float form. He knows I enjoy a root beer float every now and again when we go here. Which was convenient because there was leftover ice cream. And I enjoyed it...but there was still leftover vanilla ice cream when I was done with the sugar free root beer.
So, the husband bought me a liter of IBC root beer, because I'd enjoyed the float so much. Then I ran out of ice cream, but still had root beer left. The husband then bought more vanilla ice cream...and so on and so forth. Everytime we ran out of one, there was still something of the other left and that just demanded the other be purchased. You know, because it just works that way.
Work with me here, people.
It's a vicious cycle, let me tell you. Fortunately, I haven't gained any weight from this month-long root beer float binge, but I just ran out of both root beer and ice cream. The cycle is at an end. Or so one would think. I am free of both products. I have no need to purchase one because the presence of the other demands it. Yet...I am still not done with the floats.
They're just too damn good. So, I'll go to the store tomorrow and will buy root beer and ice cream. I will have another float for dessert tomorrow night, like I've done on a goodly number of nights this August. I can't imagine that these will taste good for much longer, because, you know, fall is just around the corner, but I'm going to enjoy them while the getting is good. The cycle may be vicious, but it sure is tasty, too.
Posted by Kathy at August 29, 2005 09:58 PM | TrackBackA root beer conoisseur, eh? That's damn funny;-)
Posted by: sadie at August 29, 2005 10:55 PMMmmmmm . . . root beer floats!
Posted by: Fausta at August 30, 2005 10:02 AMMy all time favorite thing. I have fond memories of the last old fashioned soda fountain in Westchester County, Rye, NY, where my dad used to take me when I was a kid. They had the best floats there. By the way, never could understand the appeal of a coke float.
Posted by: RP at August 30, 2005 10:46 AMI understand completely about the coke float thing. It just doesn't work the same way as root beer does! Something miraculous happens when the root beer hits the ice cream and that doesn't happen with coke. You don't get that lovely creamy liquid thing happening with coke.
Posted by: Kathy at August 30, 2005 11:00 AM