Baskin Robbins

OK, I can hear the protests already, “You’ve been holding out on us, you never told us you have ice cream there…,” and it is true: I have been holding out on you, and we do have ice cream here at the DFAC. Baskin Robbins, no less. We don’t have 31 flavors, we have (usually) two flavors and a sherbet (I’ve never really put sherbet in the same category as ice cream, call me a purist…). Last night, Saturday night, the DFAC got a shipment of A&W in (they usually have quite a selection of soda, but it’s kind of a rotating door except for Coca Cola and Sprite, it’s hit or miss), and Sunday being the night I allow myself a bowl of ice cream, I was hoping for a perfect mix: A&W AND B&R vanilla ice cream. I had to really restrain myself, as Saturday night they had mint chocolate chip, and I was really tempted to go for the instant gratification rather than hold out for the long shot odds of having the makings for a real honest to goodness root beer float. But hold out I did, and it was definitely worth it.

The tricky part was actually fixing it. The only cups they have in the DFAC are 8oz paper coffee cups, not very conducive to Marine-sized root beer floats. I cast my eyes around for something that would work, and saw a bunch of two liter water bottles in the cooler. I stepped outside the DFAC for an instant, dumped the water, cut off the top with the handy CRKT my little brother gave me (see, Greg, I’m putting it to a very lofty purpose), had the ice cream guy put in two dollops of B&R, added two cans of A&W, and I was THERE. Man, what a deal. It was so smooth (yes, Sheryl, I insured the ice cream was fully integrated with the soda before I commenced to swig). And this was all made possible by YOU, the United States Citizen taxpayer. Thank you very much! This was the 3^rd anniversary of the US invasion of Iraq, don’t know if that had any significance to MY celebration, but true, none-the-less.

Semper Fi, Jon G.