I guess I have a bit of a history with Snuffy's Malt Shop. I had my first date with David there, and I went there a couple times with Poppy too. I had fond memories of the red booths and cartoon murals, but I hadn't actually been to Snuffy's in quite a while.
I think it was thanks to Debbie that we went the day before school started this semester. Great idea, Debbie. It was a success. I mean, Snuffy's is just really good. The cheeseburgers and fries are very decent and if you ask for onions on the burger they ask if you want them raw or grilled! Wow. But the shakes are excellent -- I'll admit, I've only gotten chocolate banana . . . but that's because it's so good! No fake banana syrup (unlike some other unnamed St. Paul diners), and no big chunks of banana that block up your straw suction. It's also nice that you can order a half or a full size shake. I do wish they put whipped cream on them, though.
Debbie ordered a "black and white" milkshake, which of course spurred a stimulating conversation on the topic. When she ordered, the waitress seemed a bit unsure what she meant and explained that they use vanilla ice cream and chocolate syrup. That's what I've always defined as a black and white. I guess Debbie uses chocolate and vanilla ice creams AND syrups when she makes them. That sounds delicious.
That was quite a mustache Joe had.
Then last weekend, a bunch of us went to Snuffy's again. Amir almost ordered a bacon cheeseburger. Almost. Travis got a root beer shake, which seemed to go over with mediocre enthusiasm. I wasn't very interested -- I think soda and ice cream should only be together in floats. Especially root beer. I haven't had an ice cream soda in ages . . . my dad makes really good ones. Chocolate or vanilla ice cream, Coke, chocolate syrup and a little milk. They fizz and foam and you have to put the cup in a bowl to catch the overflow. My dad always has pretzels with his.
Okay, well, I think I'm gonna go make a milkshake now.
