Someone did something very cruel and unusual to me.

Last night, I opened my freezer door to find several pints of ice cream I did not put there.  With the anxiety of being a part of the decision process in the courtroom for someone’s fate, I proceded to down an entire pint of double vanilla… even went for the chocolate syrup…poured it directly into the container of ice cream, which never saw a bowl.  It’s lucky it even met up with a spoon.

This is very strange behavior for me.  I usually belly-up to the bar at the old Strawn’s and order a cheeseburger and fries.  Hazel and Jimmy get the plate lunch.

Serve it up.  The best foods to turn to in times of personal drama!