Ice cream soup.

When I was a kid, that’s how I’d eat ice cream: I’d stick it in a bowl and churn until it became a thick, soupy liquid. I suppose I could’ve just gone for a milkshake every time, but there was something deliciously rewarding about blending that rock hard chunk into a smooth and silky ribbon.

The other night we went for ice cream and I told my daughter the story of my childhood and she looked at me like I was crazy, and said “why would you do that?” I started defending myself when my son said “she’s just yucking your yum.”

I said “oh, kind of like potato/potahto from the song Let’s Call the Whole Thing Off!” which of course got me thinking about Fred Astaire and the amazing ceiling dance sequence from Royal Wedding.

When I finally finished explaining how they shot the scene, everyone’s ice cream had melted.

The moral of the story? Eat your ice cream however you want, it’s your ice cream.

If you’ve never seen the dance sequence from Royal Wedding, then here it is you’re in for a treat and a good, long smile to start your week.