Anyway, I got chocolate malted crunch instead, which isn't such a bad trade off.
We went again on Monday, this time because Valerie was about to fly back to the Frozen Northeast and we needed some sitting around and talking time. I feel like the universe was making up for robbing me of rocky road because the scoop that I got was exploding out of the cone. It was amazing. The counter kid has a real gift for getting the maximum amount of ice cream in those cylindrical scoops.
I asked my seminary kids what their favorite flavor of Thrifty's ice cream is and more than half of them said that they had never been or had only been once. Parenting FAIL! If you're from southern California and you don't have a favorite Thrifty's flavor then I don't think you should be able to enjoy the other great things that this place has to offer. Hand over your Disneyland pass, stop going to the beach, don't even think about In-n-Out, tacos are off limits, and stay in your house because all this glorious sunshine is now off limits to you! Incidentally, we saw a ton of people we know also getting some ice cream so not every parent is failing.
While we're on the topic of ice cream, a few weeks ago we went out to LA and happened to be in the neighborhood of Neveux (ok, so we planned that) and stopped in to say hi to Leo. I tried the strawberry balsamic with the pepper peach and KNIGHTS OF COLUMBUS!!! Who wants to go on a field trip with me?