Friday, January 29, 2010

Senses pleased - My favorite foods…

Or how I got to be who I am

Last Sunday, D and I went to the mall for some shopping and general get out of the house-ness. We, naturally, stopped at our favorite ice cream store. While D was waiting for the milkshake, I sat down at a table and started digging into my root beer slush float. I got two bites in and I suddenly had to stop. Honestly, it was the best thing in the world at that moment. The flavor of the root beer, the texture of the ice crystals… I actually looked into the cup to add the visual to my sensory overload. You will notice I didn’t mention the ice cream… Oh yes, I firmly follow a way to eat the slush float.

Basically a slush float is, for those who have never partaken, is a swirl of soft ice cream at the bottom of the cup, followed by a nice flow up the cup to make a pretty swirl of decent size at the top. Then, the other half of the cup is filled with a slush/slurpee/flavored ice, whatever you prefer to call it. Being a 7-11 junkie for most of my life, I prefer slurpee; however, the store calls it a slush float, so that is what I refer to it as. The end is to stick a spoon straw and a spoon into the concoction.

To eat it, I first use the straw and sip the excess liquid. Depending on the slurpee flow at the time, this can take awhile or not. I tend to prefer my slurpees with more syrup and ice crystals and less water. There is a certain talent for determining which slurpees are working the best.

Once the excess liquid is gone, I then start to use the spoon to start eating away the slurpee. This is where I stopped on Sunday to savor. The flavor bursted on my tongue and there was no denying the excellent mixing of the syrup and ice. Then the ice crystals made their presence known on my tongue and I enjoyed the texture as it rolled along my tongue. I will take a little bit of ice cream here and there as I eat, but mostly I finish off most of the slurpee first and then I eat the ice cream. And their soft ice cream is fantastic. I have only had a bad batch once. This time it was also perfect – creamy, silky, so vanilla-y.

I asked D when we had last had one of these and we realized this was the first of 2010. Oh how I want more of them, but with the memory still in my mind, I would hate to ruin it with a not so perfect slush float. So I will deny myself and live in the memory for awhile longer.

Fave coworker says I have great self-control. I think it is more my sado-masochistic tendencies: the act of denial bringing an almost pain to my system. If I am not living out my tendencies with others, then I need to let them loose somewhere. Though I will not demy, I also have great self-control and stubbornness.

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