Bonjour! C’est Colleen. Today I’m sharing how French Vanilla took me overseas to the City of Light!
Looking to add some “ooh la la” to my ordinary day, I pull out the French Vanilla. The second I open the pint, I escape…
The bustling Parisian street is paved in style and sophistication. As I weave my way across Paris, I gaze in awe at the architectural masterpieces that line the city. People I pass appear mysterious and I attempt to imitate their elegance.
I’ve had vanilla ice cream many times before but French Vanilla seems more chic.
I stroll along the banks of the Seine until I spot the Eiffel Tower. Growing up, I’ve seen many pictures of it so I thought I knew what to expect. But now, as I stand underneath the massive structure and look up at its magnificent beauty and intricate construction, I am speechless.
My spoon easily glides across the cream colored scoop.
When the sun goes down the Eiffel Tower is illuminated in billions of lights. It radiates a bright champagne hue against the dark sky, acting as a beacon in the night. At this hour the city transforms and remains lively into early signs of morning. This magical experience isn’t over yet!
I say “Au revoir!” to my ice cream as I finish the last bite. Until next time!