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July 17, 2007
in which our heroine falls in love with a cow
As far as I'm concerned, Maggie Moo's is the best ice cream place, evar. I locked my keys in the truck while H and I were out running errands over the weekend, and since I don't have a spare truck key, I had to call Mike to come rescue us from the parking lot. As a thank-you, H and I took Mike and Z out for ice cream. (N had opted to stay at home instead of coming along on the rescue mission.) The closest ice cream shop was Maggie Moo's. Mike and I had never been there before, but after Sunday's trip, it's my new favorite ice cream shop. In a moment of weakness I abandoned my elimination diet for that part of the afternoon and got a waffle cone with the Destination: Dark Chocolate Island (dark chocolate ice cream with almonds, strawberries, and fudge topping) Fresh Escape ("Maggie's favorite ice cream combinations") with marshmallows added in. I am here to tell you that was a not-so-tiny scoop of heaven in a waffle cone. It was worth every bit of pain I felt from the migraine that hit me later that afternoon. I was looking at the Maggie Moo's website just before I started writing this, and all the potential combinations I can think of from the flavors and mix-ins are overwhelming. It would take me several visits to try all of the combinations that sound appealing (although I have to say, I don't ever foresee myself trying anything with the cotton candy-flavored ice cream. yeck), and, quite frankly, that's too much ice cream even for me. It's probably a good thing I've never been to a Cold Stone Creamery. (For some reason, I can never get the name of that place right; I always call it "Stone Cold Creamery." I'm pretty sure that's a result of all the Monday nights I spent watching WWF [this was before they had to change to the "WWE"] Raw and Stone Cold Steve Austin.)
Posted by oracle at July 17, 2007 9:54 AM in eating / the fourth year