I'm helping Sioux Cityans, one suggestion at a time

Kaitlyn and I was went to the grocery store on Sunday to pick up two essential items.  We left with four containers of ice cream.  To be fair, one container was listed as an essential item and two were miniature versions of our favorite kind that we now had to try because the container was different and comes with a mini spoon.  Genius. 

While we were perusing the ice cream freezers and making our selections, a young couple next to us was trying to choose what kind of ice cream they were going to get.  I don't want to sound mean here, but these people were clearly amateurs.  Someone that loves ice cream as much as I do knows that when you hesitate on any flavor that contains chocolate, you have no clue what you're doing.  These people in particular were mulling over their choices when the gentleman said, "Hm..uhhh....there's cookie dough...." 

This wasn't any cookie dough.  And even it if was, the announcement of cookie dough as an option should still be said with more enthusiasm.  Cookie dough!!  One of the greatest flavors ever invented.  A food that I have knowingly risked salmonella poisoning for on more than one occasion.  I once ate a whole batter of raw cookie dough with friends and felt terrible afterward.  I regretted nothing, and I would do it again.  That's how great cookie dough is.  And the thing of it is, this wasn't regular cookie dough.  It was Super Chunky Cookie Dough, the single most delicious flavor of all time.  So to hear this man say "there's cookie dough...." with the same passion he'd give to choosing a garden rake, well, I just couldn't take it. 

I instantly jumped into the middle of their conversation and said "That's the best kind.  It's amazing.  Totally my favorite."  Naturally these people were a little taken aback to have someone tell them what decision to make in order to make the best choice of their lives, but they were also curious.  "Really!?", they said.  "Oh yea, definitely awesome, it's really good.  I don't want to tell you what to do (lie, I did want to tell them what to do) or anything but you should definitely get that kind."  They thanked me, I said "You're welcome" and Kaitlyn and I went on to find a pie crust (other essential item, not to be eaten with ice cream). 

And thus, I felt like I had done my good deed for the day.  I don't think the people were too offended because I was very friendly during the whole encounter, but really, I just couldn't let these people make a bad ice cream choice and pass on the single greatest ice cream flavor of all time.  If Blue Bunny stops making this, I will picket outside their headquarters with witty signs and weird clothing. 

This ice cream is super delicious and if you don't buy it you will hate your life forever.

So you're welcome Siouxland, for now knowing the truth about true ice cream bliss.  Good thing I showed up, or your lives would still be terrible.