It really IS good guys...and gals!

If you're from St. Louis, or have spent any amount of time here, you already know exactly what I'm talking about.  That's right, folks, we're heading on out to Ted Drewes Frozen Custard!  It is that time of year again - the time for going over there and hanging out eating a big ol' concrete - probably Oreo.  Maybe a banana split.  Maybe both.  :-)  Hey, it's custard, not ice cream - it's good for you, right?

Going there is another reminder to me that it's summer!  It's pretty much tantamount to the smell of old school suntan lotion (the kind that smelled like coconut) or, as weird as it sounds, the smell of freshly poured asphalt (hey, it reminds me of Silver Dollar City, or Six Flags - both places we would visit in the summer!).  I remember going there when I first moved up here, and from Fontbonne it just seemed like it took forever to drive there!  Now it just seems like a few minutes drive.

When Jenny and I first got married we moved into a little duplex 1.1 miles south of Ted Drewes, and we always swore we would walk up there, get our dessert and walk back, thus walking off any calories accrued.  Yeah.  That happened.  Right.  And if you believe that you may also be interested in purchasing the Brooklyn Bridge from me.

I just threw down a splotch of white and a little bitty splotch of burnt umber and swirled it around a few times, and I think it looks a lot like this concrete.  I tell you what, though, I'm through writing about it - it's time to giddyup and go!  FROZEN CUSTARD AWAITS!