There are no Dairy Queens in Egypt so I decided to stop by and treat the kids.
Another weird fact about me: going into a restaurant where I’m unfamiliar with the menu kind of freaks me out. I mean, it’s fast food. Which means you should make your decision fast, not dilly dally over the menu. It’s not rocket science, but I start feeling pressure from everyone else in there who already know what they want and then I can’t focus on anything. I freeze up. I know, it’s dumb. But we all have our quirks.
So picture me walking into a Dairy Queen full of Boy Scouts with two excited children in tow and trying to make a quick decision. I got the children each a small hot fudge sundae, my mother a Dilly bar, and myself? I wasn’t quite up to my usual peanut buster parfait and deciding on what to put in a blizzard was just too much for me at that moment, Boy Scouts crowding around, so I just pointed at a picture ordered a small Mocha MooLatte.
OMG. So, so good.
Unfortunately, I made the mistake of looking it up online when I got home. Aside from the unfortunate name, the small (16oz of heaven) has 23g of fat and nearly 600 calories. Consume enough of those things and people will be moo-ing at me as I amble down the street.
It’s hard to regret it because it was that good, but I’m going to have to take a few more hikes to counteract that treat.
Don’t forget to stop by over the weekend when T.L. Gray will be my Friday Feature.
Ah, it looks scrumptious. I love the dilly bars but there aren’t any Dairy Queens around here. Probably a good thing!
by anny cook August 10th, 2008 at 11:42 am