Would you drive an extra 20 minutes (10 miles) to get the blizzard on the right?
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Trivia: while the phrase "American as apple pie" is a thing, it's something of a misnomer. Apples aren't New World, and apple pie was a thing prior to Europeans heading over to the Americas.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Apple
Apples have been grown for thousands of years in Eurasia before they were introduced to North America by European colonists.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Apple_pie
Originating in the 14th century in England, apple pie recipes are now a standard part of cuisines in many countries where apples grow.
Apple pie was brought to the colonies by the English, the Dutch, and the Swedes during the 17th and 18th centuries.
Although originating in England and eaten in Europe since long before the European colonization of the Americas, apple pie as used in the phrase "as American as apple pie" describes something as being "typically American".[31][32] In the nineteenth and twentieth centuries, apple pie became a symbol of American prosperity and national pride. A newspaper article published in 1902 declared that "No pie-eating people can be permanently vanquished."[33] The dish was also commemorated in the phrase "for Mom and apple pie"—supposedly the stock answer of American soldiers in World War II, whenever journalists asked why they were going to war. Jack Holden and Frances Kay sang in their patriotic 1950 song "The Fiery Bear", creating contrast between this symbol of U.S. culture and the Russian bear of the Soviet Union:
We love our baseball and apple pie
We love our county fair
We'll keep Old Glory waving high
There's no place here for a bearMaybe we should use "American as chocolate chip cookies" --- those were invented in the US.
As American as regular school shootings. Nobody else has those.
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The FDA is BARE MINIMUM, not quality. If you can't make the bare quality, Im comfortable asserting its not that food item, much less a desirable one.
Nah. FDA definitions exist to make large corporations more money. There isn't much else to it.
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Nah. FDA definitions exist to make large corporations more money. There isn't much else to it.
I wouldn't go that far. Even labeling what should be called ice cream is good. The problem is not understanding the regulations that cause people to make judgements that have nothing to do with quality.
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You don't pay for any service you could do yourself?
I don't pay for a lot of services I couldn't do for myself.
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The amount of butterfat says absolutely nothing about quality.
Is whole milk not a "quality food item" because it's only 3.25% butterfat?
Edit: I forgot the quality adjective which confused some.
It's not ice cream. They didn't say not a food item. They said not that food item. It isn't ice cream if it can't meet that incredibly low bar. If they want me to call it ice cream, they can make a small amount less in profit and deliver a better product. Until then, it's an ice dessert to recognize it's subpar quality.
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As American as regular school shootings. Nobody else has those.
I mean, other places have had them. I wonder what they did that they don't anymore....
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Nah I'd just buy none and find something better closer. Or if I was desperate buy two of the shit one.
I'd take the five minute trip to the store and buy a half gallon (really 1.5 quarts, assholes) for the same price.
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no one is raping animals.
Eh, if you'd ever like* to hear my story of why I don't feel comfortable around horse owners anymore, I'll tell you the very long (well, short in most ways) and sad tail tale that I have. Rape may not be exactly the right word, but it's not far off either.
*demonstrate your 'like' by hitting the spoiler... warning, it's unpleasant and I type so I can get it out, not relay it like a high school essay
::: spoiler spoiler
So my buddy has a mother who wanted to get back to her youth as she came into the mid-life crisis, and bought a small ranch with three horses. My buddy wanted to be a vet, and so what better way to get him some practical experience than letting him care for the horses and participate in all the vet stuff that needs to be done... Well, seeing as the best way to get to hang out with my friend was to help him with his chores so they get done faster, little baconbit often helped out with stuff going on at said little ranch.Well, one of the horse facts of life is that they sometimes have foals. Interesting fact that you totally may not have realized, but for a mare (that's a female horse) to throw a foal (that's fancy talk for having a massive vaginal shit that is totally horrific), they need to be bred (in every pornographic meaning of that word...) by a stallion. So when the bacon bit showed up after school to help said buddy, there, cramming in by way of the eye orifice, is a picture of sin: a strangely old looking cowboy type with soapy hands getting very touchy feely with his stallion (cleaning is super important, because we've fucked horses so badly [okay... that was purposeful with the 'hole 'rape' thing] that it is incredibly easy for diseases to take root when horses copulate, so caring breeders and owners wash both the male and female parts very thoroughly first, and the mares have their tails bound so the individual hairs don't stray from the main portion of the tail being held up and to the side... and sandpaper the poor horse dick), and the two mares tied up in the main open area of the barn.
Well, one way that mares have of showing their displeasure with a male trying to mount is to kick, which can kill the male. There are, or were, several videos you can find on youtube showing very expensive stallions becoming a very large problem to bury when that happens. So standard practice is to prepare and manage the mare, one part of which is keeping a halter on them and someone holding them in place so they can't move forward and make room to kick out. Well, you can guess what job that bit of bacon got that day... I can still very clearly remember the way the poor mare acted when it was her turn to be bred. I made sure to never be around that particular time anymore, because of course they did the whole exercise once more a year or two later.
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It's not ice cream. They didn't say not a food item. They said not that food item. It isn't ice cream if it can't meet that incredibly low bar. If they want me to call it ice cream, they can make a small amount less in profit and deliver a better product. Until then, it's an ice dessert to recognize it's subpar quality.
wrote last edited by [email protected]ice dessert to recognize it's subpar quality.
The amount of butterfat says absolutely nothing about the quality of a food item.
Gelato from the Cremeria Cavour in Bologna is higher quality than Dairy Queen despite Dairy Queen having more butter fat.
Edited for clarity.
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It sounds like Dairy Queen technically sells what was sold as "ice milk", since it has a lower butterfat content than "ice cream", until the federal government removed that classification in 1995:
https://www.mashed.com/1408082/what-happened-ice-milk/
The Reason Ice Milk Isn't A Thing Anymore
Many current popular frozen desserts were once categorized as ice milk and more in fast food restaurants than most people realize. According to Dairy Queen, its soft serve cannot be labeled ice cream because it only contains 5% butterfat and was called ice milk until the FDA eliminated the category. "DQ
soft serve fits into the 'reduced-fat' ice cream category and our shake mix qualifies as 'low-fat' ice cream," it states.Dairy Queen is far from the only fast-food chain that doesn't actually carry ice cream — at least not the legal definition. The next time you order a Chick-fil-A's Icedream or McDonald's ice cream, you're eating the modern version of ice milk.
It sounds like ice milk is more prone to ice crystal formation than ice cream.
I don't know if it's possible to do a Blizzard by hand crank. Like, even if you had the same mix, it might require more-vigorous machine mixing to keep the mixture smooth.
I know for certain when I had the icedream's as a kid, there were a ton more of the ice crystals that you could feel. It was one of the appeals, honestly, when done right, because it was different enough from regular ice cream to be a novelty.
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And I bet even if they did someone would be snarky about how milk tastes better if you milk your own cow for it instead of buying it.
That's why you just grab a few buddies and some axes and chainmail and raid a farmstead, let the farmer class do the herding and milking. Though that does raise the difficult issue of how far you're willing to travel on your raid to get the best milk.
how far you’re willing to travel on your raid to get the best milk
I'll travel to the private room to get the breast milk, that's for sure.
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Left is the DQ near my office. Consistently does that. Right is the DQ in the next town over.
I wouldn't buy either. DQ is a dinosaur about to go extinct.
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Left is the DQ near my office. Consistently does that. Right is the DQ in the next town over.
No, I don't need all those extra calories. I also would eat at a local shop instead.
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Eh, if you'd ever like* to hear my story of why I don't feel comfortable around horse owners anymore, I'll tell you the very long (well, short in most ways) and sad tail tale that I have. Rape may not be exactly the right word, but it's not far off either.
*demonstrate your 'like' by hitting the spoiler... warning, it's unpleasant and I type so I can get it out, not relay it like a high school essay
::: spoiler spoiler
So my buddy has a mother who wanted to get back to her youth as she came into the mid-life crisis, and bought a small ranch with three horses. My buddy wanted to be a vet, and so what better way to get him some practical experience than letting him care for the horses and participate in all the vet stuff that needs to be done... Well, seeing as the best way to get to hang out with my friend was to help him with his chores so they get done faster, little baconbit often helped out with stuff going on at said little ranch.Well, one of the horse facts of life is that they sometimes have foals. Interesting fact that you totally may not have realized, but for a mare (that's a female horse) to throw a foal (that's fancy talk for having a massive vaginal shit that is totally horrific), they need to be bred (in every pornographic meaning of that word...) by a stallion. So when the bacon bit showed up after school to help said buddy, there, cramming in by way of the eye orifice, is a picture of sin: a strangely old looking cowboy type with soapy hands getting very touchy feely with his stallion (cleaning is super important, because we've fucked horses so badly [okay... that was purposeful with the 'hole 'rape' thing] that it is incredibly easy for diseases to take root when horses copulate, so caring breeders and owners wash both the male and female parts very thoroughly first, and the mares have their tails bound so the individual hairs don't stray from the main portion of the tail being held up and to the side... and sandpaper the poor horse dick), and the two mares tied up in the main open area of the barn.
Well, one way that mares have of showing their displeasure with a male trying to mount is to kick, which can kill the male. There are, or were, several videos you can find on youtube showing very expensive stallions becoming a very large problem to bury when that happens. So standard practice is to prepare and manage the mare, one part of which is keeping a halter on them and someone holding them in place so they can't move forward and make room to kick out. Well, you can guess what job that bit of bacon got that day... I can still very clearly remember the way the poor mare acted when it was her turn to be bred. I made sure to never be around that particular time anymore, because of course they did the whole exercise once more a year or two later.
:::your story demonstrates that, under our care, reproduction is safer.
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No shit. I used to live in New York, where I could take the subway everywhere. When I moved to Orlando, including the cost of a car, my cost of living tripled. Living in New York was cheaper.
There's a lot of things I miss about Orlando, the car dependency isn't one of them.
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I wouldn't buy either. DQ is a dinosaur about to go extinct.
You don't like their ice cream?
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ice dessert to recognize it's subpar quality.
The amount of butterfat says absolutely nothing about the quality of a food item.
Gelato from the Cremeria Cavour in Bologna is higher quality than Dairy Queen despite Dairy Queen having more butter fat.
Edited for clarity.
wrote last edited by [email protected]A sorbet or an Italian ice doesn't have butterfat at all, because neither contain dairy.
I think that it'd be hard to convincingly claim that an ice cream intrinsically is higher quality than a sorbet or Italian ice.
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There's a lot of things I miss about Orlando, the car dependency isn't one of them.
wrote last edited by [email protected]I used to live here 20 years ago. It was a much better place to live then. It sucks now.
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ice dessert to recognize it's subpar quality.
The amount of butterfat says absolutely nothing about the quality of a food item.
Gelato from the Cremeria Cavour in Bologna is higher quality than Dairy Queen despite Dairy Queen having more butter fat.
Edited for clarity.
It tells you something about the quality of ice cream. Yeah, it doesn't tell you about the quality compared to a totally different product, but if you are comparing "ice cream" quality then it is an objective measure of quality.
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Nah. FDA definitions exist to make large corporations more money. There isn't much else to it.
wrote last edited by [email protected]This except the complete opposite...
The FDA definitions and regulations cost corporations money, because they need to produce what they claim.
History lesson, pre-FDA a large corporation got caught selling thickened yellow sugar water as honey... The kicker was they would put a dead bee in each bottle to sell the fraud.
FDA, EPA and other larger government regulating agencies aren't perfect but jesus was shit crazy bad before them.
(Another fun example, look up the Ohio river fire.
Yes, the companies literally dumped enough shit into the river, it caught fire.)
