As frequently as the diet allows.
Check no one is looking.
Lean in, lick off the foam, slurping if necessary.
Spoon off the thick layer at the top.
Prod the ice cream to create, more thick layer, spoon, and repeat.
Desperately try and get that half a cubic centimetre of stuff out from the bottom of the glass. Its always there, teasing you that it is THE tastiest bit of the drink and YOU_CANT_GET_IT even with a straw.
BTW, root beer is vile and should never be permitted in the UK. :P Tastes like cough mixture.
I like to use ice cream soda in an ice cream float. :) Extra vanilla
Thank you for sharing your method. It looks like fun.
Root beer doesn't taste like cough mixture to me, but most cough mixture for children in the States is cherry-flavoured (result: I loathe cherry-flavoured sodas).
That is EXACTLY how I do a root beer float. I like it when the root beer freezes into delicious little root beer icicles on the side of the ice cream.
Root beer floats were my grandmother's specialty. They remind me of her.
Root beer icicles! Yes!
My uncle used to brew his own root beer (and beer beer as well, but I didn't get to taste that :P). It was soooo good, and it made the best floats.
Clive recently made an inebriated mistake whilst at a festival...apparently Germolene does not make a good toothpaste.
Heh! It seems to be medicinal to lots of UK and European folk. I don't get that at all, as most of the medicines I remember from my youth were cherry-flavoured (and hence I don't much care for cherry-flavoured sweet things).
First of all, no root beer, ever. Cream soda or cola only.
Secondly, whenever I think a float is a good idea, I soon discover that I pretty much just wanted ice cream, and then I either pour the liquid out (if possible) or drink it as fast as I can, and then eat the ice cream with the long spoon while asking myself why I didn't just have ice cream on its own in the first place, then I could have had something more exciting than nondescript plain white flavour (not to be confused with vanilla, which I love).
See, I often find that I wanted something to go with my ice cream, even if it's just an edible cone.
Most of the time, though, it's coffee. I looooove an affogato for afters.
Oh well yeah, obviously ice cream comes in a cone. Always. That's a given. But I think of that as the container you can eat rather than the ice cream coming with something.
The only time I don't insist on ice cream in a cone is when it's one of those big complicated ice creams with all the fudge and strawberry and fruit and all that. Then I can deal with a dish, unless they just happen to have mammoth cones that'll handle it.
Yep, that sounds about right.
:D *fist-bump of float solidarity*
Yay you made it to a&s, what else did you see, or am i behind in my LJ reading lol. Nice purchase, will have to look next time there
And the answer is.. You drink AND use a sstraw, as suits the current liquitemp (TM)
Let's see, I went to the American Art Museum, the botanic gardens and the Hirschhorn as well. I haven't posted about the trip at all yet (argh) as have had no time to go through the photos.
I go straight for the last step. Immediate mixing to make a thick root beer / ice cream paste that you can (or have to) eat with a spoon. Yum. I also rather enjoy it with chocolate ice cream or mint chip ice cream instead of vanilla.
My current theory on root beer is that anyone who moved to the states after the age of 8 will perpetually hate root beer. Before age 8 seems to be the magic time when the introduction of root beer will cause someone to actually like it.
You make a floatshake! I like it!
I don't believe I've ever had a float with mint chip ice cream. I'm going to have to rectify this on my next trip.
You may be on to something with that hypothesis. I think it may also have something to do with the flavouring of children's medicines in different countries.
exactly how i consume a root beer float.
which i am now craving. desperately.
(i wonder if inhaling some good old 'murican air and imbibing its drinks helped you finally conquer/acquire your UK driver's license. a few, good, root beer floats and you're invincible...)
*fist-bump of solidarity*
(I think you're right. Certainly the break from driving didn't seem to do me any harm. In fact it may have been just what my brain needed to absorb my lessons and turn them into instinct.)