Brushstroke Clouds

Brushstroke fingers of clouds. Last evening in Berlin, I was walking to Kiez Eis to pick up special order of a pint of vanilla ice cream to accompany our dessert. My farewell dinner. Here’s what I saw at the end of the street. Like a hand of brushstrokes- clouds in the sky.

Two different street views of the fingers of clouds.

Which Would You Choose?

Today was a hot summer day.

Which flavor would you choose?

I chose Salted Butter Caramel in a handmade cone.

I thought it interesting that all the flavors were written in English.

Goltzstrasse 3 in Berlin

https://www.jonesicecream.com/

Grant Bar Millvale Chocolate Cream Pie

Grant Bar Millvale Chocolate Cream Pie.

Trying again for a Six Word Saturday Post.

Photographed a week ago when Steve and I drove across the Allegheny River for dinner.

Baklava Ice Cream at Amel’s

A delicious lunch with a nice friend on Wednesday. Amel’s Restaurant describes itself “Homey Mediterranean & Middle Eastern eatery”

I had the Butternut Squash Tortellini with Sage Butter and Pine Nuts and an Amel’s Salad.

For dessert our server went into the kitchen and chopped up fresh baklava and mixed it with vanilla ice cream. Oh my. Honey syrup, walnuts and flaky phyllo and a smidgen of cinnamon perhaps?

So refreshing. We shared one order but I know I could have eaten it all by myself. Oink!

Tiny Ice Cream Cone

A mid winter treat . Steve slid open a sectioned tray and offered me this tiny ice cream cone after supper. It was frozen and so hard, I let it sit on the iPad stand to warm a bit before eating it. Just the right amount. I’d never seen an ice cream cone this small.

Two Tangy Lemon Bars

It’s buttery crumbly shortbread on the bottom layer and a tangy sour sweet lemon curd- like top. I love lemons.

I met a friend for breakfast and she brought me these two delicious lemon bars. She knows they’re a favorite of mine. They were leftover from her book group gathering.

It’s the kind of taste that makes a mouth water. I opened the foil package and took this quick shot on my car’s console before I pulled out of the diner parking lot.

I nibbled at the first, my mouth watering with pleasure and then eyed that second bar. I managed restraint, wrapped it up in the wrinkled foil and put it out of reach, avoiding the temptation to make it disappear.

Steve certainly enjoyed it at lunch, unaware how vulnerable it had been to my midwinter gluttony.

My mother always said “it’s better to have a hankering for more, than to regret you had too much.”

Here’s a Lemon Bar recipe I found online, a woman says they’re the best. The 50 year old recipe from Wisconsin.

https://www.yourhomebasedmom.com/best-lemon-bars/