I took my son and his friend to the movies today. We saw Percy Jackson and the Sea of Young Hollywood Stars with Six Packs.

Or something like that. I spent most of the movie coveting the heroine’s extensive Lululemon wardrobe, so I might have missed a few salient plot points.



I cunningly distracted the boys from the expensive concession stand offerings by promising post-movie ice cream. But when it came time to dish up the promised ice cream, I noticed something was missing from the carton label . . . specifically, the words ICE CREAM.







The carton I bought wasn’t labeled ice cream at all, but instead Frozen Dairy Dessert. What the hell does that even mean? How exactly does ice cream drop the cream, and gain the frozen dairy dessert title? Does it mean it was mass produced in a third world frozen dairy dessert sweat shop?



This didn’t stop me from serving it up to the boys, of course. A promise is a promise, and an $8 bag of popcorn is always worth avoiding. I’ll watch for side effects over the next few days, and report back.