Eat it quickly
Like most Americans approaching my age I have started to be more careful about what I eat. Less salt, less sugar, less fat, etc..... As I near the half century mark I can affirm that the good tasting stuff (at least man made) will kill you and the bad tasting stuff usually makes you think life isn't worth it anymore anyway. (as I write this I'm eating a banana) This is the conundrum and the birthplace of the old adage "eat, drink and be merry for tomorrow we die".Last night I went to a CD release party at a bar in Syracuse named Shiftys. I actually didn't need to go to the release party because I had already downloaded all the songs from a pirate site earlier this week. (just kidding Frank). Whilst there I noticed across the street an ice cream stand. Pappy's Original Custard. mmmmm Custard. I decided to walk across the street and in the interests stated above see about aquiring a baby cone. After waiting in line for 15 minutes I was finally next and waited just a little longer as the women in front of me thankfully only ordered a single cone. Don't you hate get suckered into the short line at the ice cream stand only to realize that the women who looks happy as she waits in line is only happy because she told her children (all 9 of them sitting in the mini van parked around the back of the building) she'd get them ice cream if they waited quietly in the car. As the women walked away with her single softserv cone I asked the server if she had ordered a small and she said yes. I asked if they had anything smaller and she suggested a baby cone.
QUICK ASIDE. If you ask if they have a smaller cone you can find out if they will sell you a baby cone without actually asking for one.
Now since Pappy's is on the outskirts of Eastwood and in a so so neighborhood you have to pay first because it is a well known fact that any given middle age slightly overweight average adult will of course run away with the baby ice cream cone without paying if you give him half a chance.
So I forked over $1.40 and waited patiently for my baby cone..... Vanilla Custard with a Cherry dip. mmmm...... The nice young lady wandered back over a few seconds later and handed me this.....
Please know that this is not photoshopped. Depending on the resolution of your monitor it may (similiar to those rear view mirror warnings) appear larger then it really is. I looked at it and exclaimed "this was how much ?" as in my shock I'd forgotten. "$1.40 she replied." "I'll try to eat it real slowly then" I said as I walked away.
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1 Comments:
when it comes to custard-size matters.
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