Another Vanilla Post
I'm easily suggestible. A cousin needed some help on an English project. The assignment wasn't straightforward, which is great. Torture kids with arcane projects whenever possible. That's my motto. Her topic: Write about a food that brings back memories. Cousin chose to wrote about our Grandpa's daily ice cream sundaes. To help her out, I wrote a few sentences about Grandpa's habit and thought I'd throw them out there for you to devour. Journalists never tire of puns. This isn't to be confused with a memorial posted last week. This is just a writing project. I'm not constantly mourning. Promise. Here goes: Grandpa was a man of habit. Almost every morning, there would be waffles. Sometimes he would mix in a fresh Florida grapefruit. But the waffles were a given. Lunch was a fudge sundae. There were no fancy caramel toppings, candy nor fruit added to the ice cream. Just ice cream and Hershey's syrup. If dinner was at a restaurant, it had to be a burger...