Sunday, August 26, 2012

Love Turned Cold

Dear Ben, Jerry's, Hagan D, et al.

I'm afraid we've had a bit of a falling out.  Its not you, understand.  I'm still crazy about Half Baked, Everything But The, Chunky Monkey, Coconut Pineapple, Chocolate Almond etc. and always will be.  You're still the finest of ice creams.

I just can't justify investing so much in our relationship.  You might blame it on my decision to buy groceries at Sprouts and well...  Can you blame me for wanting to buy mangoes for $0.39 or red bell peppers for $0.75?  You'd be right to think that all of these savings would only justify my indulging in you a little.



I hate to hurt you like this but... the truth is I've started seeing someone new.  Understand this all happened so gradually that I didn't realize I had fallen for frozen yogurt until it was too late.  


We were introduced while I was on an outings with friends.  I didn't think much of our encounter at first.  When my friends and I made our visits a more regular thing I felt there was room for both of you in my life and that my relationship with each of you was completely different.  A small portion of tart with a pluthera of fruit is not really a dessert in the same way a pint of Cookie Dough ice cream is, where the vanilla is strong and the dough rich and buttery.  But then I started visiting on my own, began to explore different venues, different flavors and justifying the expense since the tab was usually less than $3.00.  It wasn't until recently when I found myself spooning oatmeal and chocolate swirl with Heath that it had been a long time since I had visited the frozen dairy isle.  I hate to say this but...


I'm sorry.  I know you tried to make things work when you decided you wanted to try the Greek Yogurt thing.  I still care about you a lot and  hope we can still be friends.  

Jill

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