Growing up, I had a a grandpa that loved peppermint ice cream. Actually, it was peppermint and Neapolitan, but it was the peppermint ice cream that stands out in my memory. Each evening, he would methodically place 2 scoops in crystal sundae cups, then sit at the kitchen table and slow eat his evening treat, savoring each bite.
What was even more unique about his love for peppermint ice cream, was that he was able to have it almost year round. It wasn’t just a holiday treat, found on a grocery store end cap, but regularly stocked at the Jack & Jill where Gram would shop. I loved visiting them and getting my own 2 scoops to eat at the table with Papa.