When I was a little girl, I remember my mom taking me to Wendy's to get a Frosty for a special treat. I remember the tiny yellow cups that we would split our Frosty into. It was so thick you would eat it with a spoon, then use a straw to suck up the last little bits of yumminess from the bottom of your cup. It was soooo good. So chocolatey, so refreshing, so perfect. On our way home from running errands the other day, we passed a Wendy's. Since it was a hot day, it seemed like the perfect chance to grab a Frosty. Guess who else shares my love? Lizzy and Peter, of course (especially Peter- he cried when his was done and got mad when I took a bite of the extra Lizzy shared with him). We'll definitely need to add more Frosty's to our treat menu in the future.
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