I don’t know what it’s like where you are, but where I am it’s f-ing HOT. And earlier this afternoon I was just considering going out for ice cream or a snoball or something — something COLD — in an effort to beat the heat while getting in touch with my inner glutton at the same time.
And then just now I ran across our buddy Jon DeFreest’s latest creation for Vulture — and now I want one of these. (Damn you, DeFreest!) Recently I bought a candle that smells of bourbon, moss, leather and pouch tobacco. I imagine that’s exactly what a Ron Burgundy ice cream bar would taste like. Yes please!