The internet is in an uproar about the concept of mayo ice cream. Look—let’s not be too hasty, here.
Truly I have never identified with anyone as deeply as I identify with Dame Judi Dench in this picture, looking delightedly at her ice cream cone, standing next to Camilla (formerly Parker-Bowles, currently Duchess of Cornwall).
There’s very little about Olympians that I find relatable. They train their entire lives to become one of the best in the world at a particular activity! They inspire people around the world on a daily basis! The U.S. team wears head-to-toe Ralph Lauren! But thanks to Team USA snowboarder Chloe Kim, an Olympian has…
We already know from the movies that at any moment, we will wake from our cozy reality to discover ourselves geriatric prisoners having spent our lives at the hands of robots who force feed us ice cream to an ironically chipper 1950's jingle. Do we really need a reminder?
I know what you’re thinking: hashtag holidays are nonsense, Rachel—why would you legitimize such triviality with a blog post? I hear and understand your misgivings. But ice cream, as you may know, is delicious; it reminds us that despite our current national nightmare, a few, dwindling pleasures remain available to us.
When you search for a photo of Halo Top on the Associated Press image wire, the first result is of a SpaceX test rocket sailing off towards the infinite expanse of outer space. A halo surrounds its glans, or whatever you call the tip of a rocket, probably due to some combination of atmospheric moisture, low…
Here is a list of facts that are true: Florida is sinking, butts get flatter with time, Donald Trump gets 2 scoops of ice cream when everybody else gets 1, CNN ran this chyron today, we are all dead.
The Gilmore Girls reboot isn’t here just yet, but don’t you worry: if you are one of the fans waiting with bated breath for this to drop on Netflix, you can bide the time by stuffing your face with their official ice cream.
The Hill’s annual ‘50 Most Beautiful’ list is up—an important reminder to us all that even in D.C., people are attractive.
Billionaire John Catsimatidis tweeted at me this morning to let me know that his offer of a $5,000 reward for info on the crime ring jacking ice cream from his Gristedes chains had born fruit. Ice cream bandits apprehended!
It’s so freaking hot. All anyone wants to do is gnaw on a frozen lump of fat and temporarily cool off the inside of their damn mouths. No wonder there’s so much screaming about ice cream lately.
Honestly, thank god. Thank freaking god.
Today on The View—oh, I’m sorry, the POLITICAL View, as the show becomes rebranded whenever it addresses POLITICS—the hosts invited Bernie Sanders to try “Bernie’s Yearning,” the limited edition ice cream made by Vermont ice cream atelier Ben & Jerry’s. And, god, he loved it! Did he ever love it. Mmmm!
In just two minutes, Bernie Sanders tells America: what the name of his Ben & Jerry’s flavor would be (“Burn Bernie Burn,” he says, misspeaking); if he’s ever been in handcuffs (“Yes,” he says, “though I don’t know exactly what you mean by that”); who’s got better hair, him or Trump (“That goes without saying”); who…
On Friday afternoon, five men entered a Duane Reade in the TriBeCa neighborhood of Manhattan, made a beeline to the frozen aisle (probably), and shoved 226 pints of Häagen-Dazs and 24 tubs of Delish ice cream into their knapsacks. What a dream!
Laverne Cox is the first openly transgender person to have been nominated for an Emmy, recently had a Madame Tussaud’s wax figure made in her likeness and now she has her very own ice cream flavor. Three Twins Ice Cream, a California-based, organic ice cream company, created limited edition flavors to celebrate Pride…
On April 20, Ben & Jerry's will release a new product in their scoop shops: the Brrr-ito,* which is exactly what it sounds like (waffle cone tortilla, fudge drizzle, cookie crumbs, along with two scoops of ice cream). Just one problem: it isn't very good.
I worked hard, I tried to be a good person, I mostly failed, but the good Lord has chosen to reward me nonetheless: you can now buy a Thin Mint-flavored ice cream bar. It is available everywhere Good Humor products are sold, or it will be until I buy them all. Jesus Christ. This is the best fucking day of my life.…
It is winter in the United States and therefore very cold. Face-freezing cold. Long-underwear cold. And yet Baskin Robbins is out here boasting about their booming ice cream cake business. Who ARE you people?