we all scream for ice cream

Why hello there! Happy (late) Memorial Day!

Welcome back to my itsy-bitsy corner of the web! Recently I went to Mitchell’s ice cream and went on a little tour! I thought it would be cool to share some pictures of it!

(Also I am sorry that I haven’t been posting recently. I am in a little blogging block so if this post seems stiffer than usual that’s probably why :D)

lets get started

 

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There are a lot of Mitchells locations in Ohio, but for the tour, we went to the Ohio City location. It originally was a movie theatre so it still has this little sign! I thought it was really cute the way it said now serving!

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I really loved the design of the shop. It had this really cute industrial and minimalist aesthetic.

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Then they showed us how they made the ice cream and behind the scenes in the factory. Unfortunately, I didn’t get a lot of good pictures of this part.

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After the tour, we got some ice cream! I tried out a new flavor; Lavender honey. It was amazing! It tasted almost like vanilla but like lavender? I don’t even know how you taste lavender but it was delicious!

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Yum!

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Mitchell’s is one of my favorite ice cream shops! I recommend trying them out if you need something yummy to cool you down on a hot summer day. But beware, sometimes their lines are so long it goes around the whole store!

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What’s your favorite ice cream flavor? What’s your favorite ice cream shop? What’s your favorite summer treat?

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The Beach- A poem

The beach

The sand sunk into my toes,

Tickling my feet.

The bright sun shone on me,

The humid air against my nose,

I smile and breathe it in.

The calm and gentle wind hugs me,

The clouds slowly sway.

 

Yellow Balloon

I run in the grass,

My bare feet tickle each blade.

My yellow balloon follows me,

Bobbing back in forth in the air.

The yellow sun shines upon me,

leaving the air humid and damp.

My yellow balloon is ready to leave,

I want it to stay.

I cling tighter to the string,

My grip firm, yet gentle.

My yellow balloon tugs harder,

I know what I have to do.

I gently let go of the string,

“Goodbye Yellow Balloon…” I breathe

My yellow balloon bobs up into the air,

I wave and smile.

“Goodbye, my friend…” I whisper up to my balloon in the sky.

“Goodbye…”