blueberry ricotta ice cream

Can ice cream be sentimental? I hope so. Back in January, the last time I saw my dear friend L, I brought her a container of blueberry ricotta ice cream. She was in hospice care, and I thought she might like it. Her eyes opened wide when I told her what I brought her. She managed a few spoonfuls, and it made me happy to see her enjoy them. Sometimes those small moments mean so much.

Yesterday, I noticed some more containers at my local grocery store, so got one for myself. Lightly sweet with a hint of salt and mellow blueberry compote rippled throughout.

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