Thursday, April 29, 2010
Frozen Flashback Courtesy of Thrifty's Ice Cream
I, ahem, need some maternity clothes.
Not 'cuz I'm pregnant. I just look like it thanks to Thrifty's Chocolate Malted Krunch ice cream. Oh, I remember those days when I could eat what I wanted and not worry a bit. Now, everything settles in the middle. A friend who lamented the same thing to her husband had to listen to him brag about how he could still wear his high school jeans. As he said this, he lifted his arms back behind his head revealing that yes, he really could wear the very same pants — only because he was not actually buttoning them.
I might try that.
My problem is I'm a stress eater who also suffers an extreme lack of will power when it comes to most treats, particularly chocolate and particularly this ice cream. The stuff is nearly impossible to find. I once made my husband drive me two hours up the road to Phoenix to a Water Mart store that carried Thrifty's ice cream. We ferried it home packed in dry ice.
I have since found the one store in town that carries Thrifty's. It's a seedy looking, independent convenience store, the kind of place that hobos stumble out of with a giant can of malt liquor swaddled in a paper bag. Oh the places I'll go for something I love to eat.
A spoonful of the cool chocolate creaminess, flecked with melt-in-your-mouth chocolate bits and studded with crunchy, marshmallowlike candies transports me back to the incinerator-hot desert summers of my youth. My younger brother and I and the neighborhood kids would trudge about a mile in the blistering sun to the nearest Thrifty's. I always picked Chocolate Malted Krunch, unless I had enough money for two scoops, in which case I'd throw on a scoop of coconut-pineapple. Weird together but good. The ice cream dude would pull out the crazy gun-shaped scooper that made these perfect cylindrical scoops, the exact same size as the eat-it-all cone.
I am such a nut job that I actually ordered a knock-off Thifty's scooper on eBay. Just didn't seem right to eat Chocolate Malted Krunch that was shaped like a regular ol' blob of ice cream.
Fitting, isn't it, that the scooper gun makes ice cream balls that look like pig snouts.