Sing praises to soft-serve!
Ahhh; just back from 10 days spent in pristine, laid-back, too-friendly-to-believe-these-days Oshkosh, Wisconsin for the amazing AirVenture Fly-in event. My first time there! Near tens of thousands of people matched by thousands of planes from every era; incredible airshows filled with aerobatic stunts (my stomach lurched just watching from the ground, but oh, what photographic and visual joy!), jet fly-by’s, Warbird formations, fireworks; and vendors hawking everything from multi-million dollar aircraft to GPS units to fly-in community developments to food.
What was that? FOOD? Yeah, lots of the usual event-style food. Not healthy, but considering the miles walked every day in the double digits, I got away with eating some of it. The rest of the time, I packed my snacks and lunches, better to control what I ate and actually enjoyed it more. Except, of course, for the soft-serve that made my tongue literally drool. Once in a while, I added that to my meal plan, too. To be honest, I did some quick mental calculations on calories and food values so that the soft-serve and custard actually became my meal plan. To me, it made sense. Like Bill Cosby’s feeding his kids chocolate cake for breakfast while they sang his praises, it ingeniously became an all-inclusive meal for me in one delightful product: milk = protein and fat and carbs/sugars (tempered by miles of walking). Couldn’t be more perfect! Another dietary blessing on planet Earth! Sigh . . .
