Remember when we would see how many gross flavors we could make. I think one was root beer with margarita. I think anything with margarita we tried.
Also my favorite memory was the smell when you walked in the door of the building. The blast of cold air and smell of sweet flavors.
Every time I have gone to a snow cone stand since I put my head by the window and sniff. Then I remember hating the ones who stuck their head in our window. I hated that!!!
This is fun. . .and educational!!!
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One more thing. . .the girl who always paid with small change. . .pennies and nickels---fun times!!!
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