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Since I was stopping to take a photo of this sign in Sabina, Ohio I felt it was only fair to get something to eat. It's only fair, I get the photo while Frostie gets my patronage.
I did not try the deep-fried cauliflower. Instead, I asked the surly teenager, she was not a happy camper, for a chocolate milkshake. It wasn't clear if she forgot to put milk in the shake or that's just how they make 'em at Frostie, but she more or less gave me a pint of soft serve chocolate ice cream in a cup.
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Yeah, the sad truth about a lot of these places in Ohio is that surly teenagers are too often behind the counter.
Posted by: Dane | 08 December 2008 at 12:42 AM