Someone from my workplace once asked if I'm a hater of red meat and a lover of V8 because I'm an almost-dietitian. Umm, no. At times, nothing beats a (small) piece of buttery grass-fed beef, and I despise V8 with vengeance.
Some may mistake me for taking the fun out of food because I care about nutrition. That cannot be further from the truth. I enjoy indulging in the finer foods in life as much as the next person- wine, cheese, anything with chocolate, you name it. My latest indulgence being artisan ice-cream.
Recently, I had the pleasure of stumbling (technically it was a premeditative excursion) into
Lake Street Creamery. My encounter with the owner Beth and her ice-cream have reaffirmed my passion for quality, hand-packed frozen delights that are made with
love and
creativity.
Frozen treats rarely take residence in my freezer. It's far too easy to overeat if it's within reach. And as the name implies,
frozen treats are treats. They wouldn't be treats if I have them all the time. For this reason, I'm only willing to spend my hard-earned
discretionary calories on truly extraordinary food- like the amazing ice-cream from
Lake Street Creamery!

This
whimsical ice-cream truck offers
one-of-a-kind combinations that pack
serious flavors. My foodie half and I tried the
Pancake Breakfast and
California Zephyr which were both as memorable as they were delectable. Imagine condensing pancake, maple syrup, coffee, and a side of bacon (yes, bacon!) into a scoop of creaminess. But the vanilla base with Meyer lemon and mint in California Zephyr had me at hello. It was just the right amount of freshness and smoothness for a sunny, idyllic Saturday afternoon.
Scoops are served in
waffle bowls and eaten with
wooden spoons. Not only are the ice-cream creatively delicious, the wooden spoons added a hint of
nostalgia to the whole experience. I cannot wait to see Beth again at
Lake Street Creamery for my next frozen treat fix (
donut-flavor ice-cream!!!).
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