I'm in Seattle, which may be the loveliest city in North America. It probably helps that the sun is shining. Last night, after raw really fishy fish (e.g. mackerel, salmon roe) with Pete and Carrie we stopped for ice cream at Molly Moon's. The line snaked down the block, everybody waiting to get their hands (lips?) on some local ingredient, mostly organic ice cream. Salted caramel=buttery, toasty, & creamy with the occasional most welcome fleck or crunch. Nearly delicious enough to erase my memories of the basil and sour cherry (those were two separate scoops) ice cream I had at Marlow & Sons last month. Nearly.
This photo of the Molly Moon's Ice Cream sign comes from twatson's flickr photostream and is used in accordance with the Creative Commons license.
