Out of This World
by Barry Biechner
A review for Ice Cream Quarterly
Carl Sagan once wrote, “Everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being that ever was, lived out their lives, on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.”
I would like to add, “and loved ice cream.” to the end of that.
And everyone should love Caramel Toffee Crunch from Crooked Hill Creamery. Here, the dust motes are bits of chocolate, almonds, and toffee, wth a ripple of salted caramel, all suspended in a beam of the creamiest vanilla. A truly out-of-this-world combination.
Usually more of a purist, I found the flavors and textures of the ingredients balanced to perfection and simply delicious. I would recommend Caramel Toffee Crunch in any style, for any occasion. Say, served up on a cone for an afternoon stroll with the little ones, or in a bowl with a cup of tea when you go and visit Nana, or straight out of the carton with a spoon while you sit in your car and cry outside Denise’s house.
In fact, I enjoyed a bowl last night while I watched a movie and snuggled up on the couch with my best friend Carl. The schnauzer, not the planetary scientist. Carl Sagan is dead. We watched Alien and when the titular creature exploded out of John Hurt’s chest in a geyser of blood, I thought of Denise, and how it all went wrong.
Then I thought of the movie’s tagline, “In Space, No One Can Hear You Scream.”
More like, “In Space, No One Can Hear You Scream, I Scream, We All Scream For Ice Cream!”
Caramel Toffee Crunch from Crooked Hill Creamery. A treat for everyone you love.
I’m sorry Denise.
Barry Biechner writes poetry and short fiction. His work has appeared in CIRQUE, The Bangalore Review, Burningword Literary Journal, Stonecrop Magazine, and others. He lives in Idaho. He can be reached at barrybiechner@protonmail.com.