It was kind of interesting thirty years ago when the people at DQ would turn your Blizzard upside down before serving it to you. Now, it just strikes me as weird. Like, “Yeah, cool, hand me my ice cream!”
G. K. Chesterton once wrote, “There are two ways of going home and one of them is to never leave.” That may be the safest way of all. Unless you have a ladder.
In my experience, the ones that are SUPPOSED to be edible usually aren’t. Looks good, though. Now, serving ice cream in the carved out bowl of a cantaloupe? THATS’s the way to go!
Ever dig through your freezer and find something you can’t remember serving? Worse, you forgot to label it and it could be steak, shrimp or pancakes for all you can tell.
This came out of a conversation with a family member about restaurants and how they all have SO MANY menu options now. We were remembering restaurants from long ago that served, basically, one thing. Maybe a variant or two on that thing.
