What's sweeter than a little cutie eating ice cream? I can't think of anything! Last week we took Margie Grace on a post-dinner ice cream run to Chick-fil-A. I don't think I've ever experienced commercially prepared ice cream -- or "ice dream" as those uber-creative marketing geniuses at Chick-fil-A call it -- like that before. Neil said we've had it once at the mall but it obviously didn't make an impression on me like it did last Thursday night. I think I've found a new favorite treat. And this is saying a lot considering I wouldn't ordinarily choose ice cream over, say, chocolate cake or a Snickers bar or anything smoothered in Oreo cookie bits if given a plethora of dessert options. But I can confidently tell you that I would take "ice dream" hands down over anything! And I think Margie Grace loves the stuff too. As you can see from these pictures she was pretty content to eat her portion. Actually, as I'm writing this, Neil just asked if I was in the mood for a treat from Chick-fil-A. I think he was reading my mind!
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