Saturday, January 11, 2014

On overcoats and sweeties



Standing next to the bench one peered into the batch of peppermint ice-cream that was busily churning away...

Here's a bit of cultural trivia for you...
When looking for a recipe for simple peppermint ice-cream... fooling around in the test kitchen has made one realise that while the rich egg custard based ice-creams are lovely and would probably make a fabulous end to a good meal or dinner party, one prefers the simple frozen cream concoctions... one came to realise that the Americans and the rest of the world have a division in what peppermint ice-cream looks like. Americans seem to make it white with crushed up peppermint candy in it, while here it is pale green in colour with chocolate chips. For this batch one split the difference, coloured it pale green and put chocolate covered peppermint crisps in it.
Anyway back to watching... OK there might have been a small spoon trailing in there for a sample...  the ice-cream churning away with that slightly hypnotic rhythm...

He came up behind one just as the spoon committed to the ice-cream (thereby rendering one partially defenceless) and hugged gently. That did not last, oh no. Realising that one was defenceless the hug morphed into a grope with hands roaming around freely and a growing hard on pressing against unprotected buttocks, before settling into cupping breasts and tweaking nipples viciously.
Don't make one associate the smell of peppermint with molestation
Why not He asked, sounding surprised that one wouldn't want that very thing

Mutters like one can't see where that bit of programming would end up...

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