What's the best remedy for a grumpster rolling out of bed after an hour has been mercilessly ripped from her groggy hands? A mid-day trip to the ice cream shop is sure to boost spirits for even the most stubborn of the anti-DLS camp. Take a stroll through the neighborhood and choose the sunniest side of the street. Linger on the menu as long as you like. Brambleberry crisp, salted peanut butter, rainbow with sun sprinkles. Cone or cup. Everyone's a winner when the outdoor seating is open.
Go shoulder-to-shoulder with a loved one or two, and compare scoop reviews. Watch passers-by and admire the well-dressed wonders who know how to seize a Sunday. Then take pride in your sneakers because you made it out on the town today with a smile. Now, that's what we call style.
Wait, are we in Teacher Town or Petoskey, MI. You are taking me to a happy place.
ReplyDeleteThese lines have a summer vacation vibe: "Linger on the menu as long as you like. Brambleberry crisp, salted peanut butter, rainbow with sun sprinkles. Cone or cup. Everyone's a winner when the outdoor seating is open."
Who are those well dressed wonders of Westover? I’ll take the proud sneaker set any day! Thank goodness the sunny side of the street is wide enough for all of us.
ReplyDeleteIt was Capitol Hill where the sidewalks are wide :)
DeleteThe ice cream names are poetry in and of themselves! Love the line "shoulder to shoulder with a loved one or two". There is something about the rhythm there.
ReplyDeleteThis is full of light, and best of all, you got revenge on DSL, my enemy for a good week.
ReplyDeleteThere really is no better cure for a Sunday night than a happy ice cream excursion!
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