Ice Cream and Coffee

We went to an outdoor cafe today, and the kids ordered ice creams–like, Dove Bar kind of stuff-and Espresso. And the waitress was all seriously? And I said, oh yeah. Really, they mean it. Espresso. And she brought it, with one sugar each, and disappeared, and that’s how they drank it.

Except that they dipped their ice cream bars in. Affrogato on a stick. Why not? It’s summer, after all….

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