Back from Raaaah-chester

Aaah, but I missed the nasally, carry-the-flat-vowel sound of the Rochester accent. I was actually disappointed when I made a special trip to an art store, to buy some encaustic supplies, and was met with a full-on Boston accent. Plus, they didn't even have the supplies I went especially to purchase. I was soon comforted by a trip to Wegmans, followed by an Abbott's Turtle-binge.


Here it is in all it's glory: nestled along the Erie Canal. I wonder if they've ever had to use that life ring to fetch some poor, custard-bloated fool who scarfed down his frozen treat and then stumbled into the canal in a sugar and fat haze.

Another picture of my beloved Abbott's: (Oh, and my Dad in the foreground, thinking I'm taking a picture of him. Silly man.)




Custard Turtle
Vanilla or Chocolate Abbott's Frozen Custard is mixed with chocolate sauce and nuts and then dipped in chocolate.