Milkshakes. That delicious, cold, dairy concoction. I’m fairly certain they are my favorite delivery vehicle for milk.
There is a milkshake bar in our local area that I don’t get to frequent very often (danged diabetes!) but always enjoy when I do. That would be Chill The Milkshake Bar. They serve the most caliwandalous shakes, along with waffle confections.
My all-time favorite shake from there is the “I Love Chocolate” shake. If I’m going to die by eating badly, this is the way to go. Chocolate ice cream, with brownie bits, and chocolate chips, all drenched in chocolate sauce. If I had as many of these as I wanted it would truly be death by chocolate for me.
I told the nice lady at the counter that we are moving and this would be the last time I would get to have one of their wonderful shakes. She said she was sorry to see us go, but wished us well and safe travels. Then she gave me the shake for free as a ‘parting gift’. That was incredibly nice of her. I left her a large tip in the tip jar.
I enjoyed the shake all the way home, being aware of the ‘Slushie of Doom‘ fiasco and not drinking too much at any given time. I think having the brownie bits and chocolate chips to chew on helped avoid a repeat of that scenario.
I was on a sugar high for a while and crashed an hour or two later. I’m sure my blood sugar spiked and will probably read high when I test it this evening. But it was so worth it. You have to have enjoyable experiences in life from time-to-time or what’s the point of living?
We have places to get milkshakes where we’re moving, but they won’t be “I Love Chocolate” shakes. Maybe I can convince the owner to open a branch near us?
Hope springs eternal.
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