Ryan emailed me from Honolulu saying that she “Went to Cold Stone last night in honor of Granddaddy.” The back story is that when Buzzy and I were there visiting Ryan several years ago we all went out to dinner along with my niece Katie who was also living in Honolulu at the time. After dinner we ended up at Cold Stone for ice cream. I checked out the prices and quickly saw that it was going to be a $20 to $30 hit for our orders. Since Buzzy had paid for all of our dinners, I tried to pay for the ice cream but Buzzy insisted on paying. Later, on our way back to the hotel Buzzy said “That Cold Stone was good, but it wasn’t $5 a scoop good.”
Like Ryan, I always think of Buzzy whenever I see or hear something about Cold Stone.