Ice Cream, You Scream We All…

Tropical Twist proves a winner

As we noted in a previous article NNN received some samplings from H-vile Ice Cream and while I took care of the bars (short lived as they were) my colleague Ms. M. took on the task of testing  the Peach Cobbler and Topical Twist. 

By Alexis Mercer

There is a reason why ice cream is eaten with a spoon, and as my family taste tested the new Hudsonville Ice Cream flavors, I discovered why. Had I been holding anything other than a spoon, like a fork, for example, I might have hurt someone in trying to fend them off in stealing the Tropical Twist. It was that good, and I wasn’t about to share.

The Mercer household picked up two flavors of ice cream from Ken: Tropical Twist (Summer Limited Edition) and Peach Cobbler—new all-season flavor. I was super excited about both, but had no idea what to expect.

Sherbet is my personal favorite “ice cream”. I choose sherbet over most ice cream flavors because I like the lightness of it, and the fruity flavor. So I kept the Tropical Twist to try second because I usually save the best for last.

I scooped out Peach Cobbler for myself, but my kids weren’t super interested in trying it. They are more chocolate kind of kids. I wasn’t sad that I didn’t have to share. I took a bite with everyone in my family just watching my reaction. I paused and then smiled really big. It was so peachy! A legitimate peach flavor with peach chunks that were a good texture (for a girl who really is bothered by textures that don’t match the expectation). 

The surprise element was the cobbler aspect. The cobbler addition was delicious. It tasted just like a homemade cobbler made by my mom straight out of the oven…only in ice cream form. I scooped myself some more and enjoyed the whole bowl.

Then on to the Tropical Twist. I took a big bowl, both my boys took a big bowl and my husband took some, too. The very first bite my eyes lit up with excitement. My older son said “Yup. Yup. Yup. This one is a winner.” And my younger son took his bowl to the table and ate it so quickly I wasn’t sure he actually scooped any in the first place.

Both of them came over to where I was standing by our kitchen island and tried to get more from the tub. This is where the spoon came in handy, and where I’m thankful we don’t eat ice cream with forks. I held up my spoon and threatened to use it if they tried to take more: I would be keeping that for myself, thank you.