Have had a hankerin’ for chocolate-sprinkled vanilla ice cream since reminiscing about Newport Creamery, but dessert being excised from my regiment months would pass before I got ’round to satiating it. 老婆’s coupon was inexplicably good only in another town over, so the unsubsidized three scoops of their “lite” (read: tasteless) flavor and extra topping, whose appeal must be in simulating Milhouse’s ants-crawling-in-mouth moment: $7.20. My orange juice at IHoP Saturday, $2.99, and I got free refills; for the same price I might’ve bought a gallon at the supermarket, too, but the premium is better justified by the environment or occasion. And in my lifetime I have not watched the price of restaurant beverages skyrocket like they have here, gas stations or movie theaters.
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