Two favorite flavors…in one perfect scoop…
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| As a kid, I loved coffee ice cream. I think I may have taken a sip from my parents’ coffee once and winced. But scoops of coffee ice cream? Bring ‘em on, said the youthful me. I’m not sure why kids don’t like coffee, but when we become adults, our palates change, and we can’t get enough of it. And in Paris, we’ve got cafés on every corner to prove it. Back in those days, in the U.S., ice cream came in small rectangular cardboard pints, rather than the generous half-gallon tubs that you see today. They were not plastic and didn’t close well, which was fine because you ate the ice cream in one sitting. This was before ice cream became super-premium—until Häagen-Dazs came along, and upped the ante. (And reduced the quantity, back to pints.) It’s an American brand, and I had to pull up Wikipedia at dinner one night to prove to some French friends that it was, indeed, American. Due to the number of dinner table discussions (or disagreements) in France, it’s no wonder that Wikipédia is the #1 most visited website in the country... Unlock this post for free, courtesy of David Lebovitz. | | Claim my free post |
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