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In Honor of my Ice Cream Shop Days
I have to agree with this guy. I've never understood sprinkles except as decor. I don't think they taste like anything. Pineapple topping is another one i don't get. People never ordered it at Bill's, except that one nutjob who came weekly wanting a banana split with cotton candy ice cream and only the pineapple sauce. *shudder*
i miss working at bill's. correction: i miss working with ice cream. I hated bill. especially since i was way too clumsy to work with him, as he had a dangerous temper and i spilled the milkshakes one too many times. :) but the little overwrought hyperactive mood-swinging alcoholic aside ;) the job was so much fun. i think making swirly ice cream cones is akin to art...it's sort of the same gleeful feeling as making mud pies or something. and even though it was so hot and busy i sort of miss that feeling of being so busy it was nearly impossible (except, once again, minus the fear of dangerously unstable boss)
god, i was a mess at that job, though.
:)