I live in the South, so at this point of the year the temperature outside feels like the inside of a ceremonial sweat lodge.
If you walk outside and feel like you’ve just been wrapped in a wet wool blanket while simultaneously swallowing fire... it must be August in Virginia.
I know temperatures go higher in Vegas, Phoenix and other desert-like locations, but there is something unique about a Southern Summer. If you have never experienced the phenomenon we call HHH, you owe it to yourself to give it a shot.
What is HHH, you may ask. Hazy. Hot. Humid.
This is a special form of torture that is almost certainly why Jefferson got such a deal on the Louisiana Purchase.
Forget Survivor, The Amazing Race or even Naked & Afraid, book a family vacation for August at the theme park of your choice anywhere in the South. If you survive without heat exhaustion, sunburn or killing each other, you will have serious bragging rights.
The other day the new DJ on my station of choice led the forecast with “Wow, its going be a hot one today. The High will be 87º”. I laughed out loud. 87º in July? That’s what we call a “cold snap” baby.
There is something about this oppressive heat that makes me crave cold, melty things.
My favorite food group swiftly becomes Ice Cream. Yes, it gets its own group.
For the Summer? Yes. It. Does.
There is nothing like the sight of a perfectly swirled cone coming my way. YUM!
Let’s be honest, I go to the gym solely to justify a stop at Chick-fil-A for my Icedream® cone.
It is my bae, my boo, my love.
I really try to stay away from ice cream 10 months out of the year, but in July and August?
Oh, it’s on like Donkey Kong.
Just when I start feeling like a wilting pansy on the surface of the sun, this tasty treat comes into my life and whisks me away. Away to a land where the air is fresh and cool and the ambient temperature is not directly conducive for baking cookies.
In my research for this blog, I discovered an amazing website: icecream.com. Check it out.
Tons of fun facts. But one very disturbing fact.
Join me in toppling New Zealand from the #1 spot. This is America people! Let’s do this!
U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A!
Oh, gotta run, I hear the neighborhood ice cream truck...