Opening Day of a different sort
To some people in town, Opening Day means baseball. To me, it means the opening of the Root Beer Stand. I unfortunately did not make it there on opening day, but I made it there 2 days later. Yummy! Enjoyed a footlong hot dog, bag of popcorn and a frosty mug of root beer. I also bought a half gallon to take home with me, and I'm enjoying another frosty mug as I type this. Twizzle also has tasted root beer for the first time and appears to enjoy it, as I had to remove the mug from in front of his face. :-)