We finally made it to Dairy Queen to celebrate Soren's mathematical success. As we gorged ourselves on Blizzards, Dave bemoaned the loss of the DQ icon, Dennis the Menace. While my kids can sing most any Beatles tune, know Calvin and Hobbes intimately and love classic Muppet Show episodes (they think Rita Moreno is the tops!)-- they don't really know much about Dennis the Menace. I wish they would have kept him and his cohorts as the face of DQ. Now they have some idiotic characters, "Chilly, Blender and Grilla" running around trying to "save DQ-topia" and "unite the deeqs". (www.deeqs.com)
Oh cruel, cruel world....
I remember the days when we would consider going to DQ a great treat. In my hometown we had two locations-- neither was a Brazier. We'd walk up to the window and order our treasured dipped cone, dilly bar, or Mister Misty. It always made me think of the 50s for some reason-- Dennis, Margaret, Mr. Wilson were all kind of stuck in time-- and eating our ice cream either at the picnic bench or in the car was so "retro" in the 80s.
We'll keep the Dairy Queen tradition alive in our family. Summer is here and the time is right for ice cream.
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Hi Kirsten--Did you get my email about you guys coming out here? We are a go!! Can't wait to see you guys! Check your pam folder--sometimes the emails get sent there.
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