On this gorgeous June day, Harvey and I will probably stop on the way home from the bar to grab ourselves a Hoodsie. No, not a hoodie. A Hoodsie cup!
Yes, you ice cream snobs, we're talking about that 3 oz cardboard cup of Hood vanilla and chocolate ice cream that comes with its own wooden spoon.
After all, it was on this date in 1823 the Harvey Perley Hood was born, and went on to become a cream of the crop, so to speak. Too bad he was born a little ahead of his own time and never had a Hoodsie at his own 6th birthday party.
Sure, snobbo, you can go stand in line for three hours at the Sundae School or the Ice Cream Smuggler or the Cape Cod Creamery and pay top dollar for that premium ultra fat stuff that the hippies used to make in VT. Or, you can have a good time with a Hoodsie. And the money you save on the ice cream can go toward paying off your bartab with the overpriced beer your drinking.
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