Back before Andrew, Taylor, or I could drive and we would ride our bikes around good old Kirkwood. At the Farmer's Market, there was this new little shack, probably no bigger than ten feet wide, with little walk-up ordering windows along the front. Naturally, we were curious. And then the early Summer day came when the sign went up and the little shack opened for business. It was a snow cone shack! We started going pretty regularly in that first summer, and then the next summer, we started having to wait in line. It became the place to go, and you could barely find a spot to sit no matter what time of day it was! Time went on and it became more and more busy, and we went less and less.
And then last week, Taylor and I went for a walk after dinner and decided to swing by the old little shack, and I realized I hadn't been in at least five or six years. We both got our old favorites, mine being Georgia Sunshine and Pacific Sunrise, and they were just as delicious as they used to be. It was the perfect summer treat, as it always was.
(photo by e.hunt)