There are a lot of things I miss about Texas: our family, the culture, the people, the Tex-Mex and actual authentic Mexican food. The ridiculous shopping and the fact that you don’t have to turn into a side street just to get into any parking lot. But there’s one thing that I’ve been missing a lot more than usual lately: Blue Bell ice cream.
No doubt there are other good ice creams out there, but if you’re from Texas you know what a gem this stuff is. It’s creamy, it’s sweet, they have the best flavors. And when they say Homemade Vanilla, it actually tastes like homemade vanilla.
I’m officially obsessed with it, and have been since I decided to give vanilla ice cream a try at the age of 16. Why didn’t I like vanilla ice cream before? Who knows. I wish I could explain myself sometimes…
Confession: I don’t love mint chocolate chip, but it’s Blue Bell and I’m so desperate for that
crack ice cream I’d eat any flavor they have. Oh, did I mention how we obtained this treasure? Our amazing friend Amy brought it over! You see, it’s actually a really big deal that there’s Blue Bell at our house right now…up until yesterday the only place we thought we could get it was in Texas. No more my friends. The nation’s #3 best-selling ice cream is now in Colorado. This state will never be the same.
Anyway, I could have made some crazy brownie concoction last night, but when the ice cream arrived at our house there was no productivity from that point on. Nor will there be from now on since I can ride my bike down to the store and buy it anytime I want. I apologize in advance!
All that being said, here’s the commercial I grew up seeing for this stuff…and this is how you know it’s good. So farewell my friends…I’m going to go eat my weight in homemade vanilla and check in during the sugar highs