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Rose Flavored Ice Cream

So, it’s the first night of Hanukkah and I got to spend it in sunny California.

As the rest of my family is freezing their tushy’s off back in Philadelphia, I got to spend the day wearing shorts and flip flops in LA.

Well, then I put on a suit to go to a wedding in the “Valley.”

It was a great wedding, one of Shorty’s friend was marrying someone and we had to go.

However, there was one catch.

The food sucked.

I mean really sucked.

When have you ever heard me turn away food?

Exactly.

As the egg rolls, fried chicken balls, gunk on a Ritz, kabobs and deviled eggs came by, I politely said no.

The salvation came, (I thought) when the dessert rolled out.

There was ice cream.

So, I took a bowl.

I almost vomited.

Guess what flavor it was?

Rose.

Yup.

Rose flavored ice cream.

Rose as in flower.

It tasted like air freshener.

You know what?

I like to make good things out of bad things.

So, if I ever have kids (g-d help them) I am going to let them eat all the ice cream they want.

In fact, I’m gonna force them to eat ice cream.

I can guarantee this, that the first time they ever ate rose flavored ice cream, they will never ever want it again.

Then we went to a Hanukkah party where I ate some real food.

Brisket, Latkes and Gummy Worms.

Now that’s more like it!

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