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The Flavor of Enchantment

on January 10, 2013

Daiquiri Ice

When it comes to choosing a flavor of ice cream at Baskin-Robbins, I am definitely a “something else entirely” kinda girl (but at home, it’s mostly always chocolate 😉 )

When I was little, there were two places that I remember going to on a regular basis: Pizza Hut and Baskin-Robbins. We went to Pizza Hut almost every Friday night in the winters (in MN those winters lasted about 7 months) and, in the summer (all 3 months of the sweltering humid-heavy-oppressive summer) we would go to Baskin-Robbins on Saturday afternoons.

I remember the first time I discovered that Daiquiri Ice was one of the fantastic 32 flavors at Baskin-Robbins. I was seven, and definitely old enough to know that a daiquiri was a “grown-up” drink. That’s why I just had to try it! The entire time we were waiting in line I was thinking, “My parents are never going to let me order that. That’s a ‘grown-up‘ flavor.” When I was ordering, I felt like such a rebel choosing a flavor whose name was an alcoholic drink. I glanced back at my father, knowing that he was going to tell me to “Pick another flavor. That one is not appropriate for little girls.” When he didn’t say anything, I turned over to see what my mother had to say. Likewise, she was completely un-phased by my selection. Strange… But, ♫AWESOME♫!

I watched with hopeful eyes (and watering mouth) as the server placed my scoops of pale green bliss on that sugar cone of divinity… And, when we sat down to enjoy our afternoon delicacies, I remember that it was as yummy as I had hoped! Every last bite of it was like a tropical paradise in my mouth. And every single time after that still felt like I was having my own personal taste of ambrosia.

Eventually we moved to a different state (far away), where they didn’t have any Baskin-Robbins. After a while I forgot all about our Saturday ice cream adventures and my brief glimpse at the flavor of enchantment.


What’s strange is that I don’t even like Sherbet. I will always choose something chocolate when we were (and are) ANYWHERE else. But, for some reason, this one flavor called out to me every single time we went to Baskin-Robbins. Maybe it was the artificial rum flavor or maybe it was just the thought of doing something that I felt was a little bit naughty. Maybe I should go back there again (I can’t even remember the last time I was there)  and try my  favorite flavor again to see. I wonder…


One response to “The Flavor of Enchantment

  1. says:

    It’s usually those naughty or fun experiences that are most memorable. No matter how old you’re,it’s good to occasionally let your hair down and be naughty or bad for one more time!

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