That's my cherry vanilla cone she's totally bogarting at Island Creamery on Chincoteague Island. Yesterday we tried her out on chocolate (which you're supposed to withhold from babies until they're 1, due to possible allergies - Liza was curiously unmoved by its seductiveness), I can go back to eating REAL flavors of ice cream. Like the Marsh Mud Jason ordered so that I could snitch some when Liza wasn't looking - heaven!
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