It’s the middle of the afternoon and I’ve had lunch. I’m not even that hungry. But I’m at home and the freezer calls. There’s a piece of Oreo ice cream pie with my name on it in there. What is it really? You take chocolate chip ice cream, the rich, expensive kind, and mound it in to a crust of smashed up Oreo cookies. Not one of those pre-made chocolate cookie shells but a whole bag of Oreos, crushed up with whatever is handy AND a stick of melted butter stirred in just to hold it all together. For as long as I’ve been a kid, it’s been a tradition in my family for my mom to make one to celebrate a birthday. My sister just turned sixteen. So, of course, she got an ice cream pie. You still put candles on the top. But you have to blow them out fast or the ice cream will start to melt. With the popularity of “mix ins” at the yogurt and ice cream shops--where you can add anything from fruit (nutritious) to M & M’s or Heath Bars (not so nutritious) to your scoop, my ice cream pie may not seem particularly special. But sometimes, less is more. And it’s right here, right now for me to enjoy every last crumb. By the way, I like to eat mine with a spoon and chase it down with a glass of milk.
I think your post is very clear and organized. I cannot find any mechanical mistakes. I also love oreo ice cream pie specially with milk. The ice cream pie that I eat is probably not as good as yours but I still like it a lot. Reading your post makes me want to eat some haha.
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