Sometimes “WANT” means “Here’s an amusing thing that would be nice to have!” Other times, it means that I am literally bumping my now-bleeding jaw against my monitor like some fat sparrow confusedly flying into its own fat window reflection.
This Pop Tart Ice Cream Sandwich would be the latter:
That’s apricot ice cream from Red Jacket Orchards in Upstate New York sandwiched between two homemade Pop Tarts from Pies n’ Thighs in Brooklyn.
Once again, ouch. (Jaw.)
