My love affair with coffee ice cream continues. With a gun to my head, I would choose cinnamon or coconut. But our freezer always has two quarts of coffee just in case the local Trader Joe’s runs out.
I don’t eat it every night since ice cream is not a healthy choice (although I plan to start daily consumption on my 80th birthday). But because I crave something sweet at the end of dinner, I have a couple of cookies on non-ice cream nights.
My favorite is a gluten-free oatmeal-raisin cookie that I buy from our trainer Kathy’s mother-in-law. The trouble is that they are only sold in stores in New Hampshire, and I only get them once every other month when Kathy comes to our house.
I freeze a bunch and take out two at a time. I microwave them for thirty seconds. I eat them slowly, savoring each chewy bite. I finished my current supply yesterday.
I told Peter they are “the coffee ice cream of cookies.”