bjicecream Even in the midst of winter there is something about ice cream that just calls to me. The creamy texture, the way it melts on my tongue–eating ice cream can be a sensual experience.  A reminder of my single days comes in the form of Ben & Jerry’s Phish Food. Back when my friend worked at the shop and I’d come in near the end of his shift for a cool, creamy treat on a hot night. Even today, when I’m feeling a little down or needing to remember that there’s more to life than being a mom–I go back to the ice cream and remember walking down dark city streets, listening to music, and thinking that life really is grand.