A Case for Custard
Friday, October 3, 2008
The thing about ambient awareness is that you can get a tweet* from a friend in Minneapolis mentioning that she just had custard.
This makes you go, “Custard! Yum! I want some!”
Then, after a little research, you realize that you can’t get custard in Boston, even though you can get pretty much anything else you want in terms of iced desserty pleasure.
Then you start thinking about the boy from St. Cloud who introduced you to custard when you went to visit him in Kenosha, and wondering what the heck he’s up to, even though he failed to take you, the cheesehound, to the Cheese Castle.
The roasted nuts guy at the Harvard Farmers’ market who also carries Christina’s Ice Cream even brought kalamansi lime sorbet to the market the other day! Which pleased me immensely.
But sometimes, you just want custard. Dammit, Tammy.
Yes, I’m on Twitter. I babble about food a bit more frequently there. Maybe I’ll figure out a way to import my food-related tweets here somehow?