It tastes like heavy cream, sugar, and Oreos. So it's pretty good.
You know how sometimes, like once a month, you have a conversation with your spouse/partner/roommate about how it seems like you must hemorrhage money because you just don't know where it all goes? No? Well, I guess you're not as good of Americans as we are.
To celebrate Memorial Day weekend, we bought an ice cream maker, because everyone knows that there's nothing more American on a national holiday than frivolity and gluttony. And blowing stuff up, but we don't want to scare the dog. In fact, we're really doing the dog a favor by fattening up on ice cream so she has more comfortable laps to sit in.
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