The Amys' Summertime Dessert Truck Tour

Dessert truck fever has swept New York so Amy and Amy decided to take a tour to discover what treats lurk beyond Coco Helado and the Good Humor Man. The tour began at Street Sweets (55th and Park), a great choice since the truck offers confectionery breakfast fare, the main draw being croissants filled at your whim with any combination of jams, nut butters, honey, marshmallow, Nutella... The Amys took the truck proprietor's advice and enjoyed a sinfully buttery croissant generously slathered with apricot jam and almond butter.

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Next, it was down to Bryant Park to sample what the Treats Truck (38th and Madison) had to offer. A tantalizing display of brownies and cookies was narrowed down to a caramel and a chocolate sandwich cookie for the Amys. The oatmeal jammies and peanut butter sandwich cookies would just have to wait for another day.

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The Dessert Tour's final stop would be Dessert Truck (55th and Lex), but due to a medical emergency* Amy S. had to make like a banana. Fortunately perennial sweet lover Marina was able to tag in and join Amy C. for a cup of peach sorbet served with an almond meringue, a dollop of creme fraiche, and a sprinkling of blueberries.















*Medical emergency neither diabetic coma nor in any way related to rapid, massive consumption of sugars and fats.

We all screamed

Holy fucking sweet ass intro sequence! Featuring fucking Starship! Kudos Amy, kudos. Let'em say we're crazy --- I don't care about that. I feel like we're legit now, that this has permanence, traction, everything a lauded and award-winning blogger would need. Put your arms around me, baby, don't ever look back.

And beyond that, I'd like to say we're doing something no other deep frying vlogger is doing right now. And that's pushing the envelope. Yeah, I just started a sentence with a conjunction, what're you going to do about it? We deep fried Ice(d) Cream, I think this is the right time to say what what's been kicking around here for awhile behind the scenes at K&A Studios: we're bigger than Jesus. Any two-bit conjurer can take a stroll on a sand bar; deep frying a frozen food is sublime.*

Anyway, despite what the intro claims, I'm not sure this entry is "starring" anybody, least of all the pile of used tissues and empty Sudafed boxes that substituted in for Marina this week. In case anyone needs to know what our ethos is, it can be summed up by not having an ice cream scoop. his isn't the sort of show where the right utensil magically appears in the hands (or first basemans mitts as it were) of the hostess, or the sort of show where we get things right the first time. But damnit we fried haagen dazs.

*Physics joke!