I’ve had this carton of Ben & Jerry’s Salted Caramel Core ice cream sitting in my freezer for the past couple of days. It’s unopened. It’s taking every ounce of willpower not to open and dig into it, but I’m holding out until this weekend for a very good reason. It’s making me feel like a schoolgirl holding out on losing her virginity for just the right time.
There’s a reason why I’m putting myself through this and feeling that way.
A few weeks ago, Parrot called me from his car. He was on his way to the grocery store to pick up a carton of Ben & Jerry’s ice cream to satisfy a late-night craving.
“Sounds yummy,” I said.
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Then I told him how I’ve never had Ben & Jerry’s ice cream. In the 30 or more years Ben & Jerry’s ice cream been around, I’ve never gotten around to trying it. I’m all about splurging on occasional indulgences, but I could never justify spending $3.95 on a pint of ice cream. That’s about what I spend on a carton of ice cream four times that size.
Then I told him how I’ve never eaten ice cream straight out of the carton. I mean, if you’re going to pig out on something as gluttonous as ice cream, and really good ice cream at that, it only seems to be proper thing to do it in a really undignified way.
“Then that’s something we must do when I come out to see you!” he said.
Splurging on indulgences and living the life is heathens is what we’re all about when we’re together. We’ve stayed in some really luxurious hotels and B&B’s. We’ve been to some breathtaking places and have done some extraordinary things. We eat well and a plate of oysters are usually part of a dinner or a cocktail hour. And there’s nothing like good martinis and cigars and listening to some really sexy music while overlooking the ocean or even building across the street while sitting on my apartment balcony. Of course, our sex life is rich. It’s way beyond what I’ve had with any other man.
I’ve also had some very memorable firsts with Parrot. One of those was seeing Casablanca for the first time. Don’t ask me why it took me almost 50 years to see that movie, but when I finally did, I was glad I saw with him. It really meant something. It’s just one of those movies you have to watch with someone special. It’s also the movie that started our naked movie night tradition.
So I suggested that we pig out on Ben & Jerry’s ice cream straight out of the carton during our naked movie night.
“Great idea!” he said. “So let it be done!”
So when I was at the grocery store over the weekend, I took it upon myself to pick out a carton of Ben & Jerry’s ice cream. They didn’t have Karamel Sutra, but they had Salted Caramel Core — bits of blondie brownies mixed in with salted caramel. Not bad for a second choice. It sounded good and Parrot and I always pretty much agree on or want the same thing when we order or buy food together. It’s not just during sex when it feels like we have one mind.
I texted, or should I say sexted, him a picture of the carton while I was in the store. Because, you know, food porn.
Yeah, he got pretty excited and turned on.
So now every time I open up my freezer, I have this carton of Ben & Jerry’s Salted Caramel Core tempting me to open it up and dig in. Even just seeing my freezer out of the corner of my eye from my desk and knowing that carton of ice cream is in there is torture.
“I want to dig into this so bad!” I told him while we were talking on the phone the other night.
“Go ahead if it’s going to put a smile on your face,” he said.
Then I thought of him and how he always puts the biggest smile on my face, especially when I’m with him.
“Nah, I’m gonna hold out,” I said, resolute in refusing to give in to all that frozen, creamy decadence all by myself.
Leaving that carton of Ben & Jerry’s ice cream alone and unopened in my freezer is still torture, but it’s sweet torture. And having narrowed down our movie choices for our naked movie night — either A Man and a Woman or Last Tango in Paris — is helping to make my delayed gratification a lot easier.
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