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Many of the fondest memories my father’s grandchildren have, are their trips with him to the Dairy Queen in Germantown. 

Dairy Princess!

He was a Dilly Bar fan, if I’m not mistaken.

Jenny, MacKenzie, Amy, Rachel, Shelby and the rest have all chimed in on their time with Grandpa at the DQ that USED to be out on 725 West of town.

Well, I went to Dairy Queen last night.

Sadly, my life is so dull that I was watching a food network show about ice cream, and DQ popped into my mind.

I had a serious ‘jonesing’ for a Hot Fudge Sundae.

A REAL Hot Fudge Sundae

So, I jumped in the Jeep and jogged on down to the DQ.

I ordered a Hot Fudge Sundae, my plan all along.

It was teeny!

There were no nuts.

There was no whipped cream.

And there was, wait for it…NO CHERRY on top!

Again, my brain said, “WTF?”

When I questioned the gentleman behind the counter, who was obviously the owner as well about this, he said, “Oh, they’re extra.”

With a straight face, I might add.

EXTRA!

EXTRA!

As in MORE money!!!

So, of course, since a Hot Fudge Sundae without nuts, whipped cream, and a cherry on top just isn’t a Hot Fudge Sundae, I caved, and paid EXTRA!

Isn’t it bad enough that everything else out there is smaller AND more expensive, do we really need chintzy Hot Fudge Sundaes?

From now on, I’ll just buy the stuff and make it at home.

Those marischino cherries last forever, and gas is high anyway.

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