Ice cream

This favorite treat,

although she rejected milk,

was never refused.

Most every week for many years, mom and I would have what we called our "girls day out". Although mom was quick to tell anyone who would listen that she didn't drink milk (ice cream isn't milk, right?), our time together most often included a stop at a local ice cream shop where we would indulge in our flavor of choice in an old fashioned cake cone.  Mom wasn't picky about the kind of ice cream, although she did tell me once not to get her strawberry because, "the strawberries take up too much room and you don't get as much ice cream." Can't beat her logic....never could.