I live very near Lincoln Park. It’s a great park, if you can get past all the dogs and children and the unsavory statute of Lincoln.
While walking home from work a few months back, I came across this small market on the park called P&C Market. It is a super cute shop, selling delicious gourmet and European items. This means it’s crazy expensive, but that’s for another time.
So the first time I went in there, I noticed that they had a local ice cream in the freezer. I decided I’d give it a whirl. Big mistake. BIG.
The ice cream is made by Trickling Springs Creamery. I grabbed two containers – chocolate and butter pecan.
One quick clarification. When I buy ice cream, I usually buy one pint that HC will like and one that he will hate. Chocolate, HC will eat. Butter pecan, no sir. Allergic to nuts.
Let’s pause here too.
HC claims to be allergic to all sorts of stuff. These so-called allergy claims are based on a test HC took when he was five years old. FIVE YEARS OLD! Some of these allergies are real, for sure. But others? I think he just trots them out to annoy me. When just one of his allergies does to him what a cat does to me, I’ll be more sympathetic. Until then, bor-ring.
Anyway, so back to last tangent. Ice cream pints…. right.
So I buy two pints – one HC won’t eat and one he will – to guarantee that HC will not eat all the ice cream before I get to it. The last time I did this, HC got all bent with me. I got Giffords’ pints – one chocolate chocolate chip, one coconut. HC, again, is allergic to coconut. So these were great choices. And not only because HC wouldn’t touch the coconut. It was delicious ice cream. Just ask AM, who, along with me, stood in my kitchen, digging into the pints as soon as I got them home.
This time, I finished the chocolate chocolate chip, leaving only the coconut, because, llet’s be honest, a specialty flavor like coconut can’t be eaten with the same speed as a basic flavor like chocolate. You would have thought that I murdered HC’s puppy. He was upset, angry, and verbal about it. I still don’t think he’s over it. I know this because, the last time he picked up ice cream, he got some Ben & Jerry’s Chocolate Fudge Brownie or Half Baked or something, both of which I find less than appealing. Whatever.
Anyway, back to the original story.
I got two pints from Trickling Springs Creamery – chocolate and butter pecan. I got them home, and HC and I dove into them, finishing both in minutes. This was, hands down, one of the best ice cream brands I’ve ever had. EVER. Seriously. So fucking good. Like AMAZING.
Because of this episode – killing two pints in one night – I’ve steered clear of the P&C Market ever since. Until yesterday.
Yesterday, I went into P&C to get some tomato sauce for dinner. I walked out with a delicious pastry – almond and chocolate, needless to say, fucking delicious – tomato sauce, and one pint of TSC coffee ice cream. I managed not to eat both the pastry and the ice cream last night. Major success. But tonight, I couldn’t stop myself. Killed the whole pint. I started it while making myself dinner, and finished it after I finished eating dinner. An absolutely disgusting – and delicious – display.
I guess I have to start avoiding P&C again. Damn it, TSC! Why are you so delicious?!