The last time I celebrated anything with Baskin-Robbins was probably when I passed an American History test in 7th grade and my Grandpa was in town. That’s something I remember quite vividly, every January-March my Grandpa would drive down to visit us from Wisconsin and during his week or 2 week stay I would get at least a few trips to the ice cream store.
I remember it being something special that I did just with him.
There are a few things Seth and I are currently celebrating and I had the random thought to go to Baskin-Robbins (like the old days). Once we got there and they still had some of the same flavors I’d request when I was 10 I took a little trip down memory lane and felt like it was the perfect way to end today.
I love that, when memories kind of hit you in the face and make you feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside.