Sitting here reminiscing about my pre-Stripper years and how the decade I spent in the restaurant & bar industry was an illuminating intro to utilizing skills I’d later refine as a Pro-Slut
How they eventually translated to Paradise City Creamery.
You may or not know,
But I started making ice cream because I was SO OVER no one making the kind of shit I could OR wanted to put in my mouth.
High-end, undetectably dairy/gluten free AND exclusively for grown-ups who love to play.
As I was transitioning from a flashy side-hustle in Burlesque, becoming more involved in community activism and still hustling the Club (because #Lifer)
I was also becoming obesessed with the chemistry required in crafting decadent plant-based scoops, how much pleasure people got from enjoying a successful batch and getting really fucking good at making bomb ass ice cream.
Tho I’ll be real-
If you would of asked Bougie-NYC-Restaurant-Manager me or Baby-Stripper me if I could ever imagine these two professional worlds hybridizing into this edible celebration of indulgence inspired by the oldest profession,
I probably would of responded in a thick ass Jersey accent, Waaaaaaaaa?!!!
But here I am and I couldn’t be more proud or excited to share it with y’all!
Paradise City Creamery, Launching Summer 2019.