And finally we stopped at Maplehofe that night, a place we called Maple Hope as kids. Someone from Quarryville set me straight a few years ago. Coming up into Amish country for ice cream on a summer evening was pretty exciting for a 7 year old. Collecting Garbage Pail Kids cards was another good reason to make this trip.

Good old butter brickle in waffle cone. Hadn’t had this flavor in about 10 years, I think I always got this one back then. But my sister always got mint chocolate chip, so I thought she had no taste in ice cream. Seriously, who thought that one up?

And I’m done.