vanilla

“That is a remarkable flavor. It is not quite chocolate, not quite vanilla, not quite caramel, but somehow the best of all three mixed together, and with a hint of butterscotch, too.”

Cranberries from a family farm in New Jersey, flavored with orange juice, vanilla, dry white wine and the surprising pop of mustard seeds.

It was a vanilla scram, with nothing remarkable to report.

Qubein, an immigrant who says he arrived in the U.S. with $50 and attended High Point in the 1960s, felt too many colleges were “vanilla.”

There’s nothing exotic about it: Bob has always been the Wonder Bread and vanilla ice cream of names.