You can't beat a good cup of ice cream.

As of this current typing, I have in my hands a mammoth three-scoops-worth bowl of Reese's Ice Cream, topped with Reese's peanut butter sauce, sprinkled with a crushed variety of Reese's peanut butter cups. It is a sweet tooth marvel.

Look at this masterpiece. It is an absolute treasure.

There's something to be said about ice cream like this. Baskin Robbins has always been a childhood favorite, and I was ecstatic to learn when I moved out here three years ago that there was one just a fifteen minutes' walk from here/3 minutes drive from here. And they still have all of the wonderful flavors that I can recall from my growing up days in Houston. Of course, I recognize that changes have come with the times, so not every flavor is still present. But, at the very least, the good ones are.

Like, you know, triple-scoop Reese's ice cream topped with everything else that can make it that much worse for me, but better for my taste buds.

My roommate lamented upon witnessing my marvelous ice cream, after he had just gobbled up the miniature chocolate cone with Reese's ice cream and sprinkles. He had apparently forgotten that you can pretty much do the whole sprinkles thing with even the ice cream of my own choosing, and thought it was just cone-specific.

So, to better help remind him for his future purchases, I gave him my own little tidbit of knowledge in regards to the glorious Baskin Robbins;

"Baskin Robbins is very much like Subway, except in that it's not really good for you."

'Nuff said.

Now, I must finish my unhealthy dessert. Cheers!