Too Much Ice Cream

        There’s a country gas station on the way to the house where I often stop to fill up with gas.  They have one of those old-timey ice cream freezer cases right at the cash register.  It’s a good place to put it.  The top always has a lot of condensation, but you can still see those Popsicles through the glass.  They are hard to turn down.

        My favorite is one they call banana fudge.  I’m not sure why they named it that, ’cause there’s no chocolate in it.  It has a thicker consistency than a regular banana Popsicle, so I guess that’s why.  I don’t care what they call it; I just know it is good.

        Whenever I stop for gas, Joe will ask, “Popsicle today, Doc?”  Whatever will-power I had melts faster than ice cream on a summer day.  I always give in.

        It has rained for days, but the sun finally came out, and my truck was about empty too.  Time to fill up.  I love the spring time.  It’s so bright out today I had to squint when I left the office for lunch.  Sure did put me in the mood for ice cream.   Joe didn’t have to twist my arm too hard.

        I’ve been a Doc a long time, and so far I’ve never had a patient tell me on their death-bed they wish they hadn’t eaten so much ice cream, so I guess that is my scientific justification.  Hmn.  Maybe me and Marfar’ll get out the ice cream freezer.  It’s been a while since we’ve had any homemade and it’s even better.

Dr. B

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8 Comments on “Too Much Ice Cream”


  1. Ah, ice-cream, one of the simple and yet most satisfying pleasures in life! Ice cream is one of the best things about summer, in my opinion. I don’t think anyone can OD on ice-cream, so eat away, Doc!

  2. drtombibey Says:

    msslightly,

    Most definitely near the top my list too.

    When my kids were little I could always talk them into helping me haul away brush to the dump, because they knew we were going to stop at the ice cream store on the way home.

    Dr. B

  3. newt221 Says:

    Ice Cream is good for what ails you. But, I guess since I am writing this on your blog…I should ask if you have ever prescribed ice cream as a cure for anything? I know it makes a lot of things better!

    My favorite is anything with chocolate in it. Don’t like bananas though. So, you eat all the banana that you want!

  4. drtombibey Says:

    msnewt221,

    I guess I can’t officially prescribe it, but I think it’s good for the blues, esp the homemade ice cream variety.

    So far, I have never heard of a woman who did not like chocolate. They say it is good for what ails ya too.

    Dr. B

  5. Mrs. Chili Says:

    I’m more of a fudge-cicle girl myself, but I agree with the point; NEVER turn down ice cream, I say.

  6. drtombibey Says:

    chili,

    With a name like chili, I am not surprised you and ice cream are compatible. No such thing as too much ice cream, huh?

    Dr. B

  7. PiedType Says:

    Homemade fresh peach ice cream. The kind we kids had to take turns cranking out on the back porch before we could have any. “I’m tired. Your turn. Is it frozen yet?” THAT was ice cream.

    • drtombibey Says:

      PiedType,

      We did exactly the same thing. And no joke, the peach my Uncle made was my favorite. The kids would crank until they couldn’t turn it, then my Uncle would take over.

      I remember when we got an electric one. My Uncle was 100% against that. When it would strain my Dad (who was a country Doc) would say, “That thing sounds like it’s in labor,” and all the adults would laugh.

      For the longest time I didn’t even know what he was talking about.

      Dr. B


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