It's white, sweet and fluffy and best (I think) when you squirt it out of a can. I've always loved whipped cream on a scoop of ice cream or on top of a milkshake or mixed in with a bowl of strawberries or slathered over a piece of key lime pie. That was how I felt about it until swim practice this morning. As a coach of a swim team, our coaching staff issued a "challenge" to our swimmers before a BIG meet on Monday night. This dual meet is between the biggest rivals in the league and it's always an exciting, competitive and close match-up. The "challenge" was that a victory for our team would allow any swimmer to throw a pie at a coach during practice the next day. Given the topic of this blog, you've probably figured out that we won...and only by 2 points! And so the fun began this morning with nearly every swimmer armed with pie plates and PLENTY of whipped cream. There were a few ground rules. Coaches sat in chairs with our swim goggles on and swimmers had to throw from a reasonable distance. A few older kids managed to sneak behind us and smush the plates of whipped cream into our hair. I've showered now but the distinct smell of whipped cream will be with me for awhile. Whipped cream may be something I enjoy again on food...but I'll never look at it the same again.
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Whipped Cream Revisited
It's white, sweet and fluffy and best (I think) when you squirt it out of a can. I've always loved whipped cream on a scoop of ice cream or on top of a milkshake or mixed in with a bowl of strawberries or slathered over a piece of key lime pie. That was how I felt about it until swim practice this morning. As a coach of a swim team, our coaching staff issued a "challenge" to our swimmers before a BIG meet on Monday night. This dual meet is between the biggest rivals in the league and it's always an exciting, competitive and close match-up. The "challenge" was that a victory for our team would allow any swimmer to throw a pie at a coach during practice the next day. Given the topic of this blog, you've probably figured out that we won...and only by 2 points! And so the fun began this morning with nearly every swimmer armed with pie plates and PLENTY of whipped cream. There were a few ground rules. Coaches sat in chairs with our swim goggles on and swimmers had to throw from a reasonable distance. A few older kids managed to sneak behind us and smush the plates of whipped cream into our hair. I've showered now but the distinct smell of whipped cream will be with me for awhile. Whipped cream may be something I enjoy again on food...but I'll never look at it the same again.
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