About once a month, Daniel and I go out to Baskin Robbins for ice cream. Since it is only once a month that we do this, it really is a special treat. Yet every time we go, I can not resist a scoop of Rainbow Sherbet! Sure,... sometimes I get other scoops to accompany it (usually rocky road or some other chocolatey goodness), but I can never deny the Rainbow Sherbet a most coveted spot in my waffle cone!
This love of Rainbow Sherbet goes back to my childhood. I remember being 7, 8, 9.... and wanting Rainbow Sherbet from Baskin Robbins. 31 Flavors, and all I want to do is eat Rainbow Sherbet!
As I described it to Daniel last night as I nestled down with my one Rainbow Sherbet scoop in cup and spoon: my love of Rainbow Sherbet is far greater than any mysterious infatuation with some other unknown ice cream flavor. Other flavors think they can lure me with their white chocolate pieces, or their raspberry swirls, or their crushed peanut butter cup pieces. And, yes,... I will admit that all of those things are wonderful and delicious. However, the love I feel for Rainbow Sherbet is so much stronger than all of those temptations that even with 31 flavors calling my name, it is the Rainbow Sherbet I go back to again and again.
The flavor never gets old to me. Each time I dig into that scoop of Rainbow Sherbet, it is like I'm tasting it for the first time! Oh, for the love of Rainbow Sherbet!
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