You know those gigantic sundaes that are challenges to eat in, like, an hour and contain eight scoops of ice cream, seventeen different topping, and a pile of whipped cream the size of your face?
Robin is banned from any such challenges within a week of her moving into the area of one.
I’m a Vermonter; my local ice cream shop is Ben & Jerry’s. Their ridiculous-huge sundae challenge is the Vermonster, which comes in a gallon bucket, and starts with twenty scoops of ice cream, plus cookies, brownies, hot fudge, caramel, about half a gallon of whipped cream, etc.
A few years ago, my sister’s family and I went and got one. After my brother-in-law, my sister, my 14-year-old nephew, my 10-year-old niece, and I had all bowed out because too much sugar, leaving about a third of it still in the bucket, my 8-year-old niece – on top of what she’d already eaten – polished off the rest of it by herself – and when I say “polished off”, I mean she literally had her head in the bucket licking the inside to get the last of it – and wore the (washed out) empty bucket as her hat of triumph for the rest of the day.
And then when we got home, the first thing she said was, “When’s dinner? I’m hungry.” And then she ate half a large pizza.
What I’m saying is that I think my niece might be an abductee.
Yes, your “local” ice cream shop happens to a branch of a multi-national chain fairly close to its headquarters. It’s like Chicagoans claiming McDonald’s as a local restaurant.
The difference is that Ben & Jerry’s becoming more than a regional thing is relatively recent, and I’m old enough to actually remember when they were a single shop fifteen miles from my house. (Which is practically next door by Vermont standards.)
The shop we took the kids to is not that one (which is a parking lot now), but is one of the older ones… we used to go there for ice cream when I was my nephew’s age, and you couldn’t find Ben & Jerry’s outside New England. It antedates their acquisition by Unilever by at least a decade.
Unless there’s a ramen place that has a challenge similar to the one in Lawrence (finish a bowl of ghost pepper ramen in under 30 min and get the meal for free and a t-shirt), I’m thinking that could be a strain on the wallet too.
That seems generous, TBH. I once did a similar challenge, with a latte made with a rounded tablespoon of ground bhut jolokia. The timer on that was two minutes, and you had to start immediately after being served, while the latte was still steaming hot.
You know those gigantic sundaes that are challenges to eat in, like, an hour and contain eight scoops of ice cream, seventeen different topping, and a pile of whipped cream the size of your face?
Robin is banned from any such challenges within a week of her moving into the area of one.
Robin could probably eat several of those in a few minutes.
I’m a Vermonter; my local ice cream shop is Ben & Jerry’s. Their ridiculous-huge sundae challenge is the Vermonster, which comes in a gallon bucket, and starts with twenty scoops of ice cream, plus cookies, brownies, hot fudge, caramel, about half a gallon of whipped cream, etc.
A few years ago, my sister’s family and I went and got one. After my brother-in-law, my sister, my 14-year-old nephew, my 10-year-old niece, and I had all bowed out because too much sugar, leaving about a third of it still in the bucket, my 8-year-old niece – on top of what she’d already eaten – polished off the rest of it by herself – and when I say “polished off”, I mean she literally had her head in the bucket licking the inside to get the last of it – and wore the (washed out) empty bucket as her hat of triumph for the rest of the day.
And then when we got home, the first thing she said was, “When’s dinner? I’m hungry.” And then she ate half a large pizza.
What I’m saying is that I think my niece might be an abductee.
Just hope she’s one of the less-plot relevant ones whose loved ones get vaporized in front of her, I guess.
And don’t make her watch The Sound Of Music.
I once ate an entire large pizza when I wasn’t hungry
didn’t even think about it because I was doing a jigsaw puzzle at the time
Yes, your “local” ice cream shop happens to a branch of a multi-national chain fairly close to its headquarters. It’s like Chicagoans claiming McDonald’s as a local restaurant.
The difference is that Ben & Jerry’s becoming more than a regional thing is relatively recent, and I’m old enough to actually remember when they were a single shop fifteen miles from my house. (Which is practically next door by Vermont standards.)
The shop we took the kids to is not that one (which is a parking lot now), but is one of the older ones… we used to go there for ice cream when I was my nephew’s age, and you couldn’t find Ben & Jerry’s outside New England. It antedates their acquisition by Unilever by at least a decade.
Didn’t the original run of this have a prank where Willis changed Joe’s last line like every 10 minutes?
“Oh how many ice cream cones do you eat and then drop like dead meat?”
“My wallet shudders.”
“Do the funky chicken!”
“Revenue hit a record $10 billion but total unearned revenue which reflects long term corporate software”
“HAHAHAHA and he say for ME!”
“PICKLE!”
for some reason the use of different line weights for perspective feels really striking on this strip, i dig it
Unless there’s a ramen place that has a challenge similar to the one in Lawrence (finish a bowl of ghost pepper ramen in under 30 min and get the meal for free and a t-shirt), I’m thinking that could be a strain on the wallet too.
Ghost pepper ramen? 30 minutes?! That’s just evil.
That seems generous, TBH. I once did a similar challenge, with a latte made with a rounded tablespoon of ground bhut jolokia. The timer on that was two minutes, and you had to start immediately after being served, while the latte was still steaming hot.
The moment when Joe realises what it’s like to date him.
Robin shows there’s another definition to “woman of expensive tastes” .