Rollin' On (well, minus the rolls)

Today I drove to a special grocery store across town with one purpose in mind; buy some killer rolls.

We are having some precious young couples over for dinner tomorrow night that we are very much looking forward to catching up with. And nothing complements good conversation like good rolls. Except maybe the to-die-for ice cream dessert that I stole from my mom's repertoire. (*recipe disclosed at the end of this post)

Having already bought the ingredients for the rest of the meal yesterday, I made a trip specifically to obtain the buttery goodness that this particular store is known for baking. With Park in tow, we perused the aisles until we secured the treasure, navigated our way through the express line, and somehow made it back to the car without even pinching off a single bite. Even though I wanted to REALLY badly.

Thank goodness Park talked some sense into me.

After running a few more errands, we pulled into our garage, ready to unload our bags. But while digging in the trunk, I made a very sad realization. One that left my rumbling tummy feeling even more empty and defeated. What should have been two bags had somehow turned into just one.

And I highly doubt our guests will be interested in eating a package of Diego underwear.

I am still not quite certain how I managed to leave the grocery store without the ONE item I went there to purchase. Especially since I vividly remember walking up to the register, paying for my rolls and exiting the building. However, the whole putting them in the car details are a little sketchy. So, what exactly happened between the store and the parking lot is a mystery that, most likely, will never be solved.

Although I highly suspect it had something to do with the little distraction holding my hand, who was determined to play chicken with every car we came in contact with.

Or perhaps the Mommy brain that I inherited after his birth.

Either way, there will be no rolls tomorrow night. Unless of course you count the ones I plan on adding to my tummy from all the dessert I'll be inhaling. Because like I've always said, nothing goes better with good conversation than killer ice cream .

*KILLER ICE CREAM DESSERT RECIPE
Melt one cup of chocolate chips in a large bowl in the microwave
Add 1/3 cup of peanut butter to chocolate mixture
Add 3 cups of Rice Crispy Cereal and stir thoroughly
In a separate pan (I use a large casserole dish),
spread 1 gallon of semi-thawed vanilla ice cream
Evenly distribute the chocolate/PB/Rice Crispy mixture
over the ice cream, cover in tin foil, and freeze overnight

Prepare yourself for wanting to eat the entire pan in one sitting!

(Not like my sister and I have ever done this, or anything, though. However, I hear the key is to eat with a minuscule fork straight from the pan. By doing so, it somehow negates all the calories you would otherwise be getting. Mom, only you can attest to the fact that Challi and I wholeheartedly believe in this theory.)