…is this: the product of our local icecream maker lady.

She runs this tiny shop next to our local supermarket and whips up many a delicious creations. The queues with kids are ceaseless. As fidgety and exited as they usually are, while waiting and thinking of which type of icecream to get, as quiet and hushed they all get, as soon as they are served their icecream. Fun to watch…

too sad. It is really nice. Hope, you could have some. For me, icecream does not agree with my scales. But I will not interfere with this dispute….
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I love ice cream, but it doesn’t love me anymore 😦
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