Free Cone Day

Yesterday was Ben & Jerry’s Free Cone Day, which is one of my favorite federal holidays, and so every year, in observance of this solemn day of gratitude, I pile the kids into the car and take a cross-town road trip to eat free ice cream.  This year, the closest Ben & Jerry’s to my house was actually the factory in Waterbury, so that’s where we went.

I think we got there at exactly the right time, because there was no line, which meant that we could go back up for as many free scoops as we wanted.  As a former manager of a Ben & Jerry’s scoop shop I know the secret rule: Yes, you can have more than one free scoop, as long as you wait in line again.  Heh heh heh.  If I hadn’t been holding an enormous one-year-old, I would have cleaned them out.

As it so happens, on Free Cone Day the factory also gives free tours, so we decided that, once we were sticky enough, we should go inside and rub our chocolately fingers over their whole building.  The tour went well, although they did accuse Baby Edward of being a robotic spy for Häagen-Dazs (not kidding), and as a bonus, they gave us even more free ice cream.

When we exited the building after the tour, the line to get a free cone wrapped back and forth across the whole front of the building, down the hill, past the parking lot, and I believe stopped somewhere in New Hampshire.  We definitely hit it at the right time.

In the end, it was a great day of celebration, as it always is.  We left the factory with our heads held high, me beaming with an expression of joy and satisfaction that I had taken the kids on a fun outing that was also mildly educational, Ruby with an expression of pure contempt, screaming her head off because I would not let her get anything from the gift shop, and Edward, well, I don’t know what his face looked like because it was covered with at least an inch of chocolate.  I can’t wait for next year!

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