
I'm thinking about a nice old fashioned ice cream soda. The kind you lose yourself in, just dreaming.
That's because I am trying to watch my diet and the last thing I should have is an ice cream soda, so I am dreaming about one--lots. They remind me of spring for some reason. Or should I say, spring reminds me of ice cream sodas.
Hey, maybe it all goes back to my downtown New Jersey childhood and countless lunches in places like Woolworth's, Grants, and many other Five and Ten Cent Stores like McCrory's in Newark. I can still taste the club sandwiches from that place, and I can still see the face of the woman who sat for many years at the cashiers stool.
I think EVERYTHING goes back to my downtown New Jersey childhood.