My Heaven

I usually tool around northern Utah in my red jalopy truck, on which Mom’s old HELEN W license plates now live. My excursion for today, however, called for me to motor in my Vibe, which wears my BOWETRY (bow tie + poetry) license plates. My destination? Bow Tie Creamery in South Ogden. Ice cream run! If you’re a long-time reader of these posts, you know all about me and my somewhat obsessive relationship with fine ice cream.

I had first heard about Bow Tie Creamery right before everything closed down for the pandemic. I had never made a pilgrimage there before it shut down, and I hoped it would survive the pandemic in tact. Well, it survived and it’s open, and I had to sample its ice cream offerings. And you should, too, if you are a fan of ice cream and find yourself in its vicinity. In fact, if your’e trying to get someone who even sort of enjoys ice cream to fall in love with you, take ’em there for a scoop or two. It’ll work better than any love potion.

Bow Tie Creamery uses superior ingredients and makes only small batches of ice cream and gelato. They have some swell flavors, like Strawberry & Waffles, Double Butter, Lemon Blueberry Cake, S’mores, and Salted Butter Caramel. The folks at Bow Tie Creamery told me the customers’ favorite flavor is Raspberry Sour Cream, so I said, “Pack up a pint of that for me.” They were out of pint tubs, so I made an executive decision to buy a quart tub. I’m so glad I did, because I ate the equivalent of a pint of it long before I got back home to Centerville. I also got a quart of Vanilla Custard flavor, too. I should have bought more flavors. Oh, dear, I guess I’ll just have to drive up there again—with a bigly fat smile on my ice cream dribble face.

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