And when I eat the entire carton, I don't have to resort to the self-flagellation and the wailing and gnashing of teeth usually associated with such behavior. Even on sale at $1 each, I paid a premium for the tiny, adorable container, but the built in portion control is priceless.
I guess Edy's has redeemed itself in my eyes since my last rant. Thank you, Edy's, for limiting the damage I can do when in the presence of ice cream. Amen.