Somedays are good. Somedays are great. Today was great. Spending time with all of my nieces, nephews and my children, is always good. The great part was being with my brothers at Farrells Ice Cream Parlor. Sharing a Zoo and hanging out like we use to when we were kids. Back then, we use to go to Farrells on special occasions and fill up on mountains of fries and onion rings. Dad would order a Zoo and my brothers and I would get so excited when they would start singing and beating the big drum. Then they would run around the room with the Zoo overhead and make a huge spectacle of it. By the time it got to the table, we were in near frenzy! Spoons and bowls were optional and it was every man for himself. All family ties were broke for that instant as we jockeyed for position. The first bite wasnt even tasted, rather it was used to ready the gullet for the bombardment of the fantastic frozen fantasy of flavor that soon awaited. Screams of brain freeze could be heard in the background from silly amateurs who were not at our level of ice cream consumption. Grunts and moans came from my brothers and I as we started to get our fill. Then, in the quiet calm of the post storm; euphoria was met. Nirvana achieved as we sat fat, dumb and stupid; high atop of the mountain. Bloated and resting in Shangri-la, all was well in the world. The car ride home was almost always silent. Yes. Those memories are grand. Today was, for an instant; like dipping your big toe into the memory pool as my brothers and I once again looked on in pure joy as the Zoo was carried around the room before resting on our table before us. All truly is well in the world right now. I love my brothers more than life.
Posted on: Mon, 20 Oct 2014 02:46:16 +0000
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