🍦 A Scoop of Solidarity: Frida’s Breast Milk Ice Cream and the Sweet Taste of Curiosity
Every August, National Breastfeeding Awareness Month sweeps through with a familiar mix of hashtags, heartwarming stories, and a few brave souls trying to make lactation a little less taboo. But this year? Someone decided to freeze the moment — literally.
Parenting brand Frida joined forces with OddFellows Ice Cream Co. to create a “breast milk–inspired” flavor, and they launched it at their New York pop-up with all the fanfare of a newborn announcement.
Now before anyone panics, no, there’s no actual human milk in the mix. Instead, the recipe leans on Omega-3s, honey syrup, salted caramel, and colostrum-colored cream to capture the essence of “the sweet, creamy, nutrient-packed goodness we’ve all wanted to try but were afraid to ask for.” Their words — and, honestly, what a tagline.
The color alone is a conversation starter: a rich yellow tint meant to evoke colostrum, that first miraculous milk packed with immune gold and evolutionary poetry. And according to People.com, the ice cream manages to be both “jarring and delightful” — a little mind-over-matter at first taste, followed by a surprisingly luxurious finish.
I can’t help but admire the move. It’s part prank, part provocation, and part love letter to human adaptability. When mainstream media gets squeamish and still admits they’re pleasantly surprised, that’s progress disguised as dessert.
Because every curious scoop and awkward chuckle is a step toward something bigger: normalization.
If folks can giggle their way through “breast milk ice cream” and still go back for seconds, they’re loosening the cultural corset that keeps lactation — and especially adult nursing — buttoned up in embarrassment.
And, of course, my mind wanders. If we’re blending nurture and novelty, what’s next for the frozen aisle?
Milk & Honeydew Sorbet: for the poet who overthinks dessert.
Letdown Latte: served lukewarm and emotionally available.
Golden Hour Gelato: colostrum-colored, influencer-approved.
Booby-Q Sauce: bold, smoky, and slightly awkward at barbecues.
The Milky Whey Protein Bar: post-gym enlightenment in a wrapper.
It’s all good fun, but there’s a serious undercurrent worth celebrating: this product isn’t mocking motherhood — it’s amplifying the miracle of nurture. It dares people to confront their discomfort with something profoundly human.
So here’s to Frida and OddFellows, who managed to make awareness taste like wonder. May every spoonful melt a little of our collective prudishness away.
I’ll take mine double-scooped — one for the future, one for the curiosity that keeps it moving.
