The good news: It's just up the hill, maybe a five minute drive from our house.
The bad news: It's just up the hill, maybe a five minute drive from our house.
We ran up last night to give it a try. We've only been to a Freddy's once, and that was just for a quick taste of their frozen custard. Last night we gave it the full test. Burger, Philly steak sandwich, fries, soda for The Husband (his weakness is Diet Pepsi and they have Pepsi and not Coke) and of course, the frozen custard.
YUM! |
And the french fries? My new favorite. Really. They're shoestring size, so little. And while that means they cool off fairly quick, they don't get soggy. They're crisp and yummy and I ate most of The Husband's (I never order them, try to be strong but generally succumb to the salty goodness) including the second batch that he received along with his sandwich re-do.
The bad news part? I could eat ice cream/frozen custard 3 times a day and never get tired of it. So having them 5 minutes away will surely be a difficult temptation to resist. The prices at Freddy's are decent for a simple scoop and the chocolate is a good chocolate flavor, rich without tasting fake, if that makes any sense.
Dinner of fries and frozen custard? Of course, couldn't be healthier! :^)
Today I'm grateful for a decent haircut, for treats of chocolate squares, for a warm comforter on our bed, for moisture leaking from the clouds and for only 2 more Sunday School anxiety filled lessons to direct. I fully intend to take some deep deep breaths. The study has been fabulous for me. The anxiety, less so. It was a good learning experience.
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