Everyone has things they remember fondly from high school. For my husband and his brother, one of those things is Marino's Rainbow Italian Ice. They tell stories about how they and their friends would buy them and eat them. They analyzed how each person would eat them. They talked about the amazing bottoms where all the sugary syrup would have settled to create an amazing taste sensation. They even spoke with a mixture of awe and longing of "the one" which was pretty much all bottom.
You can imagine Matt's excitement, then, when his brother called to tell him that he had found GIANT Marino Italian Ices at Market Basket. This isn't just big. This is an amazing 5 quart container, equal to 26 of the normal size ones. Of course Matt told Mike to get us two of them. Now, this is not like a gallon of ice cream that you can scoop into manageable servings. No. This is ICE. That means you scrape it directly out of the container until your thighs go numb and you begin to complain to your wife that your arm is getting sore from all the scraping.
You can imagine Matt's excitement, then, when his brother called to tell him that he had found GIANT Marino Italian Ices at Market Basket. This isn't just big. This is an amazing 5 quart container, equal to 26 of the normal size ones. Of course Matt told Mike to get us two of them. Now, this is not like a gallon of ice cream that you can scoop into manageable servings. No. This is ICE. That means you scrape it directly out of the container until your thighs go numb and you begin to complain to your wife that your arm is getting sore from all the scraping.
Wonder what the bottom will look like on this one?
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