My Favorite Ice Cream
an essay
A few months ago I was at Von’s and I came across an ice cream flavor, by Ben & Jerry, called Mission to Marzipan. I’ve talked about it a lot since then. That’s because this ice cream is what I want for my last meal.
When I am going to die, I want this ice cream on top of a dense but custard-like almond cake, and with about a cup and a half of raspberries on top. And then, on top of that, I want to have little tiny roasted almond slivers (salted), and fresh whipped cream. I would like three pounds of this dessert.
The reason that Mission to Marzipan ice cream is so good is that it has the perfect melt-point (unlike, you know, PB Cup, which has peanut butter in the ice cream itself so it freezes more solidly, never achieving the lightness that you want even when you let it soften at room temperature, patiently, for minutes and minutes); it also is sweet but not cloying, the marzipan ribbon is a delightful addition (delightful addition! I do say!), and the almond cookies are a great consistency. There is nothing to find wrong with this ice cream. I like its name, I like its whole thing.
The end.
