
The average childhood is full of birthday parties, Nintendo games, playing with live ammunition, and party cake flavored ice cream. Or so I mistakenly thought until last week. Apparently I was wrong about party cake ice cream.
I was in a grocery store with a friend when I spotted some party cake flavored ice-cream. I was instantly excited due to the fact I hadn’t seen it in YEARS; I immediately picked up a tub of it.
"What is that?" My friend inquired curiously after peering at it. “Party cake flavored ice cream," I responded waiting for her moment of realization. "YEA, what is that?" she repeated. Apparently the moment was not going to arrive. I switched from expectation to concern on her behalf. "Haven't you had party cake ice cream before? You know, assorted neon colored balls of cake and blue buttercream frosting swirled into a pint of vanilla ice-cream?”
"NO, I've never even heard of it before. Sounds weird." We stood there for a minute, two companions, each looking at the other pityingly. I walked away from that evening ruminating on how tragic it must be to have been deprived of party cake ice-cream during your formative years and wondering if it had caused a permanent void in her stomach that she'd never been able to accurately identify or understand until this point in time.
The next day, my roommate saw me eating some and curiously asked, "What flavor is that?"
"Um, party cake ice cream." (This was getting old). "Never heard of it." She picked it up and studied the top of the carton. "The lid says 'surprise’ with multiple exclamation points," she said with some degree of astonishment. I nodded defensively, unhappy that party cake flavored ice cream was under attack again. "Of course it does, it's party cake ice cream! Every other bite is an unexpectedly delicious mixture of cake, frosting and ice cream. And the cake balls NEVER get soggy. Instead of buying cake and then buying ice cream, you just buy party cake ice cream and you have both."
Why couldn't people understand how cool party cake ice cream was?
I mentioned party cake ice cream to another friend a day later and received the same blank stare. And that's when I realized that party cake ice cream was not a pop culture phenomenon—it was a personal one.
I couldn't understand the lack of enthusiasm and I still don’t. Didn't other people have party cake ice cream as a treat when they were kids? I remember eating party cake ice cream at elementary school birthday parties in London. Is party cake ice cream a British thing?
How are people well-adjusted if they didn't grow up with party cake ice cream? Someone help me understand. The stuff is fabulous and America's youth NEEDS it.
Well....considering our off-the-richter obesity rates perhaps ‘NEED’ isn't the right word.
Photo Credits:
Everyone gets a sprinkle.
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1 comments:
this sounds very similar to the "the amaaaazing cat - meow meow" blank stare episode.
seems to be a recurring scenario
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