[caption id="attachment_11018" align="alignleft" width="300"]<a href="http://www.diaryofalatebloomer.com/?attachment_id=11018" rel="attachment wp-att-11018"><img class="size-medium wp-image-11018 " title="OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA" src="http://www.diaryofalatebloomer.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/P8200043-300x225.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="225" /></a> Hampton Bays, NY[/caption]

My Sissie might be the only one who "gets" this post, but so be it!

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Once upon a time there were two little girls who lived in New York until they were eight and six years old.  They ate all the Carvel that their little hearts desired.

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Until one day their father moved the family to Texas where there was nary a Carvel!  The two little girls were understandably distraught.  This meant not only were the two little girls missing the delectableness of the vanilla soft serve with rainbow sprinkles (Michelle's fav) and the fun of the swirl soft serve with chocolate sprinkles (Jenny's fav), but also . . . .

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And here's the most tragic part of our tale for these two little girls . . . .

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<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fudgie_the_Whale" target="_blank"><strong>NO FUDGIE THE WHALE BIRTHDAY CAKES!!!!</strong></a>

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(And no Cookie Puss either!)

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HORROR of horrors!

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<span style="font-size: medium; color: #800000;"><strong>The father tried to appease his two little girls with *gag* Dairy Queen, but puleeeeezzzzz!  These two little girls had developed Carvel palates, and there was no substitute!</strong></span>

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Fortunately for them, the two little girls' relatives still lived in New York.  Each summer, the two little girls returned to the Motherland to visit their beloved uncle et al.  Their father appeased them with numerous trips to Carvel to gorge themselves on their favorite soft serve combos.

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As they grew older, the two teenaged girls branched out and tried new and different Carvel delights.  OK, so they only did this once.  It was that glorious summer of 1985 when Carvel offered a different soft serve flavor each day of the week.  Wednesday night's featured soft serve was Pistachio.  Can you imagine?!?!  Heaven.

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<span style="font-size: medium; color: #800000;"><strong>This Carvel via New York tradition has continued for 30+ years.</strong>  </span>

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Sometimes, the two grown women get lucky and score a bonus Carvel at an airport.  But most often, the two grown women enjoy the nostalgic creaminess when they return to New York.

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They have even been known to make converts of the younger generation.

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[caption id="attachment_11023" align="alignnone" width="560"]<a href="http://www.diaryofalatebloomer.com/?attachment_id=11023" rel="attachment wp-att-11023"><img class="wp-image-11023 " title="DSCN0175" src="http://www.diaryofalatebloomer.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/DSCN0175.jpg" alt="" width="560" height="420" /></a> World's Most Precious Niece and Nephew in 2005. Southampton, NY.[/caption]

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The two grown women have always loved Carvel and always will.  Even though their Aunt Bonnie tells them it's crap.

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<span style="color: #800000; font-size: medium;"><strong>The End</strong></span>

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<span style="font-size: medium; color: #800000;"><strong>Carvel:  A Love Story:  The Sequel</strong></span>

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This past summer, both grow women received their fix.  Jennie's* layover in Phoenix was too short to see her sister, but not too short for a a sprint to the neighboring terminal to indulge in a swirl cone.  (Since it was breakfast time, Jennie wisely left off the sprinkles.  Because that would be waaaayyyy too much sugar at breakfast, and our mother raised us to start the day off healthfully!)

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[caption id="attachment_11043" align="alignnone" width="300"]<a href="http://www.diaryofalatebloomer.com/?attachment_id=11043" rel="attachment wp-att-11043"><img class="size-medium wp-image-11043" title="SAMSUNG" src="http://www.diaryofalatebloomer.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/2012-06-07-09.20.00-300x225.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="225" /></a> Carvel for breakfast! This cone is chock full o' calcium! Delish and nutrish! :-D[/caption]

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(*Jennie changed the spelling of her name in 1983 when our grandmother sent her a necklace with an alternative spelling.  My sister would like to point out that this was long before Carrie Bradshaw thought she was all that with her name necklace.)

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[caption id="attachment_11044" align="alignnone" width="300"]<a href="http://www.diaryofalatebloomer.com/?attachment_id=11044" rel="attachment wp-att-11044"><img class="size-medium wp-image-11044" title="20120904_183229" src="http://www.diaryofalatebloomer.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/20120904_183229-300x224.jpeg" alt="" width="300" height="224" /></a> Eat your heart out, Carrie Bradshaw. My sister rocked this necklace as a 6th grader in 1983! Shame on you for stealing her thunder![/caption]

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Two weeks ago Monday, Michelle relished a vanilla soft serve while visiting her uncle.  She felt a bit daring and switched from rainbow sprinkles to chocolate crunchies.

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[caption id="attachment_11032" align="alignnone" width="225"]<a href="http://www.diaryofalatebloomer.com/?attachment_id=11032" rel="attachment wp-att-11032"><img class="size-medium wp-image-11032" title="OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA" src="http://www.diaryofalatebloomer.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/P8200044-225x300.jpg" alt="" width="225" height="300" /></a> 8-20-12. Hampton Bays, NY.[/caption]

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And since you can never have just one, Michelle  journeyed to the Official Carvel of Her Youth the very next day and toasted to the wonders of Carvel with Auntie I.  (Auntie I prefers a plain chocolate cone.)

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[caption id="attachment_11031" align="alignnone" width="300"]<a href="http://www.diaryofalatebloomer.com/?attachment_id=11031" rel="attachment wp-att-11031"><img class="size-medium wp-image-11031 " title="OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA" src="http://www.diaryofalatebloomer.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/P8210063-300x225.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="225" /></a> 8-21-12. Jobs Lane, Southampton, NY.[/caption]

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<span style="font-size: medium; color: #800000;"><strong>The End for Reals.</strong></span>

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<span style="font-size: medium; color: #800000;"><strong>Which ice cream do you love so much that you would embarrass yourself and write a goofy fairy tale about it?  Please share in the comments section below.</strong></span>

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