In the course of our travels, we have experienced ordering a sandwich at Sheetz (a place to fuel both your car and your stomach.) To order, you must push a lot of buttons at a machine with lots of options. By the end of telling the machine all my choices for toppings and condiments and bread and sides, I couldn't decide on the last question: "Do you want your sandwich cut in half?" There wasn't a button that said, "I don't care"...or..."Surprise me." Because I paused too long in indecision, another screen came up. I pushed the wrong button, and had to start over again. This time, for the last question, I just sort of ramdonly pushed at a button, and presto-chango, I decided that my sandwich should be cut in half.
In NY, we were treated to dessert by a lovely ministry partner at a local ice cream shop. I think the shop was called "Lickety Split." There were so many options of flavours that I decided to choose the kind of ice cream by its name. My choice: "Muddy Sneakers!" Who could resist? I think it had a vanilla base with a caramel swirl, filled with crunchy bits of flaked chocolate. Very nice!
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