I’ve been craving root beer since the first month, started in part I’m sure to convince myself that I didn’t want (real) beer at happy hour/lunch/dinner/party/middle of the workday/breakfast, but now it’s bona fide.

Root beer is in its ultimate form when combined with vanilla ice cream then drank with a straw. Don’t waste my time with a spoon; if I wanted to eat ice cream with a spoon I would have put it in a bowl. This ice cream is meant to melt with the root beer and be imbibed ultimately via the straw.

As a faster (and I suppose healthier) option to fulfill this craving I’ve mixed some milk with the root beer and achieved similar (though by no means equivalent) results. Sounds gross, right? It’s not.

Bonus points if you can tell me why it’s especially awesome that the ice cream in this picture is Turkey Hill.


One Comment on “Craving”

  1. Lindsey says:

    Please tell me you had Ithaca Root Beer when you were visiting! Best root beer ever!

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