Tuesday, August 25, 2015

Banana Split Boy

The thought of eating a banana split never appealed to me. Then I had one and was pleasantly surprised at how delicious they are.

I haven't had one since, but nevertheless I said to Everett that we should go down to the dairy bar one evening this summer so he could sample one.

By the time I ate a chicken burger I was too full for dessert, but he still had an appetite after his deep-fried perogies and his mozza sticks, so he went up to the counter and got a banana split.

The verdict?
Ah. Okay. 

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