Chilly Boulder Ice Creamery - Sunday Evening
When Meg suggested to Lilly that they have ice cream for dinner, Lilly's eyes lit up like it was Christmas morning.
"But you never let me have ice cream for dinner," Lilly said.
"Well, today's a special occasion," Meg said. "Okay, not so much a special occasion. But the last time I cooked for kids in this town I ended up smelling like syrup for a week."
That was good enough reason for Lilly. When they got to Chilly Boulder, Lilly decided to get a sundae with one of every flavor of ice cream and for some reason Meg allowed it. It came in a huge glass bowl with one of those long spoons that people put in root beer floats. Lilly was in heaven. Meg was just sitting on her side of the booth, sipping a milkshake. She didn't get her own ice cream since she figured Lilly was going to ask for help with hers eventually.
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"But you never let me have ice cream for dinner," Lilly said.
"Well, today's a special occasion," Meg said. "Okay, not so much a special occasion. But the last time I cooked for kids in this town I ended up smelling like syrup for a week."
That was good enough reason for Lilly. When they got to Chilly Boulder, Lilly decided to get a sundae with one of every flavor of ice cream and for some reason Meg allowed it. It came in a huge glass bowl with one of those long spoons that people put in root beer floats. Lilly was in heaven. Meg was just sitting on her side of the booth, sipping a milkshake. She didn't get her own ice cream since she figured Lilly was going to ask for help with hers eventually.
[Open for any ice cream needs you might have]