Ice Cream!

        There are two, or three English words, that it seem every Thai elementary knows; pizza and ice cream. Last week in Brookings after dinner the family repaired to the main street ice cream store that sells South Dakota State University ice cream. Electing to stay in the car I asked for a small dish. Asked for my choice I said 'butter brickle'. The reply came that's old person's ice cream.  The vanilla was enjoyable. 😀

     Returning from a social engagement this afternoon my house guest brought me something.  She said, "I hope you like it, it's University butter brickle." 😁😁😁 Like it, it's my favorite! Life is good!

    Memory is such a funny thing. Whole swaths of the past disappear and isolated incidents are recalled.  This comes from my childhood. Perhaps I was 8 and my brother, David, 10. In a store in Madison, S.D., he used his nickel to buy an ice cream cone. While I also had a nickel I was saving it for something else. The clerk took pity on me and gave me a cone. 😀 Why is that little incident stuck in my memory bank?

    Be that as it may there is no ice cream in the freezer.

Takk for alt,

Al