Good Morning and got to love that sun out there!
There is a really cool ice cream place in Philadelphia called the Franklin Fountain.
For those who haven't been there, it's like an old-time ice cream shop. The workers were scoop shop uniforms, complete with a bow tie. There are candies we haven't seen in years lining the shelves. They call everybody "Ma'am" and "Sir."
All of the ice cream is homemade from real ingredients. You know that is true when you order a mint-chocolate chip and it's not that sickening green color you get in Breyers. You can actually taste the mint leaves in the smoothness.
The same goes for their other flavors. I'm kind of partial to the peach, but I've never had a bad scoop.
Now, it is kind of expensive, but, for a once-in-a-while treat, it's kind of fun.
The children like sitting outside and watching the cars go past while getting through the whipped cream.
It's the kind of place some cool memories can be made.
Now, though, I have to question whether it is safe. The latest story out of Center City is about a group of teens (at least that's what TV is calling them) who pulled somebody out of a cab and starting beating him up. When the cab driver tried to help, he got a mouthful of shoe for his trouble.
Yes, I know there is crime everywhere. I know anything can happen. Still, the more of these stories that come out, the less I'm inclined to make the trip.
Mayor Nutter and the rest of the city officials need to figure out a solution.
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