East coasters: There's now a 'Nor'easter Pothole' ice cream flavor


#1

Originally published at: https://boingboing.net/2018/02/03/east-coasters-theres-now-a.html


#2

None of the potholes that I have been in have tasted anything like ice cream.

Except for the one by the Häagen-Dazs overflow discharge pipe… that was a wonderful day.


#3

How can a pothole have a flavour? It’s a void.


#4

Meh, it’s been done. We’ve had pothole ice cream in Minneapolis since 2010.

Nicollet Avenue Pothole


#5

“In America, every bubble…” tastes like a pothole.


#6

In Soviet Russia pothole fills you!


#7

San Francisco flavor will be the poophole


#8

Well, if you didn’t “a-void” them you might find out:rofl:
Besides, the absence of flavor is a flavor too </end_of_pseudophilosphy>


#9

All that talk of gravel and asphalt is making me hungry.


#10

Poor East Portland. All pot holes and pot stores, no ice cream.


#11

:face_with_raised_eyebrow:


#12

If they wanted to be accurate they should’ve made it taste bitter.


#13

Weird marketing stunt aside, that sounds delicious.


#14

Pot holes are made with real pot where it’s legal.


#15

But is the absence of flavor as we experience it truly an absence, or is it the flavor of the inside of your mouth? I’m not eating that ice cream.


#16

:face_with_monocle:


#17

Of course it’s chocolate flavored:


#18

Ahem:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rocky_road_(ice_cream)

Unpaved, perhaps this dessert instead:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=beTsDOBRs8I

:musical_note: I love Rocky Road :musical_note:


#19

I assume she then murdered him, and the jury refused to convict as it was clearly justified.


#20

The barbarity–yeah I read that and shuddered.

Ye gods, if anyone touches my Japanese sewing scissors,* there will be blood. And not mine.

My dad once sewed a shaped tarp forwards and backwards on my mom’s 1959 Kenmore, an all-steel machine that was able to tolerate the abuse even though my dad never did figure out how to use the backstitch toggle.

* Hidden, labeled with permanent ink, and stored along with my sewing machines, threads and notions.