• Jennifer Fumiko Cahill
• Behold, the cone.

If you're not going to treat yourself to an ice cream cone when it's warm like this, you just don't want to be happy.

I went into Living the Dream Ice Cream looking for Dirty Monkey (chocolate, banana and peanut butter) but discovered instead orange blossom honey. It is the ideal end of summer flavor — light and faintly fragrant, but not actually flowery, with that warm honey sweetness. My fear of all bees disappearing just got real.

And the cone is so perfectly chewy rather than brittle, as only a freshly made waffle cone can be.

Update: Co-worker returns with carrot ice cream, possibly unseating my choice in the taste-of-the-great-outdoors department. It is remarkably and happily not like carrot juice. Instead, it's that farmers market "wow, these carrots are so sweet today" taste. Plus, when people judge you for a mid-week cone, you can smugly say, "It's a vegetable."

Don't keep it a secret, Humboldt — what's your food crush right now? Confess to [email protected].