It’s perhaps controversial (or even unwise) to make an early post on my cheese blog about how ice cream is better than cheese.
But it is.
The fact of the matter is that I am a sugar fiend. I would eat dessert for every meal if it wouldn’t make me sick (and it does. I’ve tried). So while I think ice cream may be the greatest thing on the planet, I do realize that in practical terms, cheese is a better everyday use.
My one request while my husband explores the Delaware beer scene this week was to go to Woodside Creamery. My sister and brother-in-law brought us there 4 or 5 years ago, but since we usually visit in the winter, we haven’t been back since.
On a cool and cloudy Sunday evening, the line for this ice cream in rural Delaware was about 40 people long. It felt like I was in San Francisco again…
But it’s a pleasant wait. You’re basically in the farm family’s front yard, with a giant tree, picnic tables and sugar-jacked kids running around to play. The chill Jersey cows graze on a hillside just behind you. And they post the flavors partway down the line so you can start dreaming.
Now, the best ice cream I’ve ever had in my life was at John Taverna’s organic farm in Marin. It’s a bit unfair, because I had just finished hugging the cows and touring the farm and meeting John who may be the most Norman Rockwellish farmer still alive today. He made the ice cream himself, peach and chocolate. Jersey cows, you should know, are the brown ones with the sweet, ladylike faces. The milk they give is higher in fat than most other breeds. John’s milk is so rich it’s actually pale yellow. This can actually cause some troubles in cheesemaking, but when it comes to ice cream, it’s perfection. I imagine the Woodside Farms Jersey milk comes out looking similar.
I had Chocolate Thunder and Cappuccino Crunch. They don’t serve the ice cream too cold, which is perfect, and it costs 53 cents a pound, so you can have as much or as little of any flavor as you like–no restrictive one-scoop-one-flavor or only-kids-get-kid-sized rules.
And then you sit outside, enjoying the moment with your family. Check and check.