I Ate Me Some Ice Cream Bread
I remember when I was a teenager and I’d do some really crazy, out-of-control things. No, not drinking. Not smoking. Not drugs. Nope, none of any of that. I was way too goody goody for that. But when I got together regularly with my friend Andrew (yeah, the only Andrew I ever knew growing up, so of course we had to be friends), we’d step things up to 11 and spend some time… baking cookies. …