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Posted on January 25, 2018January 24, 2018 by Patrick

Pig Ice Cream With A Bacon Swirl

When you order ice cream at Baskin-Robbins, the cute girl with a little bit of acne grabs a scooper from the water-filled trough that holds the other scoopers and she flips open the hinged glass door that provides access to the thirty-one large tubs of ice cream that have names on a paper tag like Miami Ice and Chocolate Fulfill-Mint. These three-gallon tubs are made of cheap cardboard so that they’re easier to lift but they freeze solid and provide decent insulation, and with a little practice an ice cream employee can perfect the technique and soon be rolling out tennis-ball-sized ice cream spheres in all flavors.

Posted on January 21, 2018January 21, 2018 by Patrick

The Four Seasons … Of Candy

Californians often lament the absence of seasons. They get chapped about 90-degree January days and Autumn afternoons that aren’t crisp enough. This mainly happens because too many people still consider the seasons as being winter, spring, summer and fall. I long ago stopped viewing them that way and have made candy the focal point of my life so the seasons too me are Candy Hearts, Jelly Beans, Saltwater Taffy and Red Licorice. It’s way sweeter than waiting for leaves to fall or measuring the fuckin’ snowpack.