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Escape with Rocky Mountain Raspberry

April 3rd, 2015

It’s Colleen again. Lace up your hiking boots for Rocky Mountain Raspberry’s outdoor adventure!

Hoping to break up the monotony of my week, I scoop some Rocky Mountain Raspberry into a bowl.  The initial taste of white chocolate ice cream invites me on an escape…

This is my first time seeing the Rocky Mountains so we begin our hike in the heart of the national park. I carefully watch my footing as I step over rocks of all sizes, slowly ascending up one mountain. I take a sip of my water and become entranced by a flock of birds in a nearby tree.

Raspberry swirls run through the ice cream like tiny creeks.

When we arrive at a meandering stream, I pause to watch tiny fish swim in the current. I cautiously step from one rock to the next to cross, making sure I don’t slip. My last step isn’t quite perfect and I splash water up onto the ledge. It feels cool and refreshing after the first half of our climb.

I am delighted when my next spoonful is spotted with chunks of almond raspberry fudge.

I am determined to reach the top of this mountain and we aren’t far away. After twenty more grueling minutes, we stand one boulder away from the peak. I use the rest of my energy for one last push. As I step onto the highest point, I am flooded with a rush of emotions. I am incredibly proud of my achievement yet exhausted at the same time. But all I care about is the beautiful view of Mother Nature’s handiwork sprawled out in front of me.

With the final spoonful of ice cream gone, I feel both accomplished and full. I need to rest before I have some more.

Rocky Mountain Raspberry

Escape with Banana Cream Pie

April 2nd, 2015

Colleen here! Today’s sun reminds me of the first time I tried Banana Cream Pie.

When I open the carton of Banana Cream Pie the soft scent of bananas drifts out and I begin to escape…

It’s my first time trying banana cream pie. I don’t know what to expect but my mom places a large piece in front of me anyway. The yellow tint of the pie glows from my plate and my eyes widen with excitement.

My spoon slides across the surface, picking up the silky swirl of vanilla cream.

My fork slowly slices through the thick top layer of the cake. The vanilla cream is whipped and light as a cloud. I stop for a second and lick the sweet cream off my utensil. It is delightful so I try some more.    

I peel back the top of the banana ice cream and scoop up a few bits of vanilla wafers.

My fork easily cuts through the banana-flavored custard and grabs a piece of banana. It then carves into the crust made of vanilla wafers and heads for my mouth. When all of the flavors fuse together, my stomach shouts for joy! I don’t know why I was so skeptical; this dessert is delicious! I finish off the piece and pick up every last crumb from my plate.

 I find myself licking the bowl clean. Maybe I’ll grab another slice…I mean, scoop!

Banana Cream Pie


Escape with Sponge Candy

April 1st, 2015

Here is what happened the first time I tried the local favorite, Sponge Candy.

Homesick for Buffalo, I reach for the carton of Sponge Candy. The second the caramel ice cream reaches my taste buds, I begin to escape…

It is mid-January in Buffalo and the temperature is just right for spending an afternoon outside. As I walk along the waterfront, I admiringly gaze at the fantastic views of Lake Erie. High in the sky sits a large, caramel colored sun, reminding me that winter won’t last forever. In the meantime, I should take advantage of the activities this weather provides.

I glide my spoon across a ribbon of caramelized sugar.

With one step, I glide across the freshly set ice rink. My skates leave crisp tracks as my feet strive to remember how to maneuver on the ice. After a few minutes, I am spinning and swirling around with no problem. I feel so alive and free, effortlessly floating on top of the crystal surface.

My next spoonful is scattered with sweet pieces of sponge candy.

When we finally decide to take a break, my mom pulls out a fresh bag of milk chocolate sponge candy. I haven’t tasted sponge candy in so long so I am ecstatic to see those little brown squares. My first bite plays out in slow motion. The sponge starts off crisp and then melts away in my mouth as the chocolate begins to dissolve, leaving the most beautiful combination of flavors. Mm, I could savor this moment forever.

Once I finish my bowl of ice cream, I realize I’m not at home. But another scoop would make me feel like I am!

– Colleen

Sponge Candy

Escape with Peanut Butter S’mores

March 31st, 2015

It’s Colleen again! Today’s campfire story comes from the first time I tried Peanut Butter S’mores.

This weather makes it feel like summer will never arrive. To console myself, I scoop Peanut Butter S’mores into a bowl and escape …

It’s the perfect summer night for our annual camping trip. The world is silent around us besides the crackle of the campfire at our feet and the crickets in the grass. Out here we are invited to enjoy the simplicity of nature, away from the hustle and bustle of everyday life.

I grab a big spoonful of toasted marshmallow ice cream and let it slowly melt in my mouth.

I place my utensils on the log next to me and look them over like a doctor preparing for surgery. I carefully examine my roasting stick to make sure it is sterile and sharp enough for the operation I’m about to begin. With it, I spear my perfectly plump marshmallow and set it over the fire. Too many times I’ve lost my marshmallow after it’s been engulfed by flames but tonight, I find the sweet spot in the glow.

I twirl my spoon around the ice cream, digging into the swirls of graham cracker and peanut butter.

After a few minutes (which feel like eternity), the marshmallow’s white skin has turned a beautiful golden brown and I delicately pull it away from the blaze. Off to the side I have cracked a graham cracker in half and swirled on my secret ingredient: peanut butter. It cements the ‘mallow in its spot and adds a surprise flavor to a traditional treat.

I’m pleasantly surprised when my next mouthful has chunks of fudge.

To finish off the ensemble, I cautiously lay my marshmallow down and blanket it with a piece of chocolate and graham cracker. The first bite is the trickiest but after years of perfecting my craft I know how to prevent my s’more from oozing out. My taste buds scream in delight as they enjoy the perfect blend of crunchy graham cracker with the ooey-gooey mess of the other ingredients. It just wouldn’t be a camping trip without this.

I look down at my empty bowl in disbelief. I must get s’more…!


Peanut Butter Smores