We were coming out of a organic market (review on that coming another time), and the kids and I noticed a little buzz outside a stoop down the block. As were were walking towards our car, we got close enough to notice that it was a snow cone place. Or as they like to call them in Baltimore, a snowball place.
People were gathered on the double-wide stoop, alternately placing their order and waiting for it to be filled, and more people had collected on the sidewalk and near the curb. Chatting with each other. Calling out to familiar faces. Exchanging hellos and stories.
This is the kind of place you visit when you’re traveling. A place that doesn’t make the “top tourist spots” of the city, but the local well-kept secret type places.
And so, of course, we took our place in line and started furiously scanning the menu.
You know, so we didn’t look like an out-of-towner when it was our turn to place our order.
The flavors available are exhaustive (over 150!), and the combinations impressive. It was one of those sort of menus that once you make a decision, you need to stop looking, lest you change your mind.
The line moved quickly and when it was our turn at the window, we were greeted with a smile and a friendly face. We ended up going with orange, cherry, and orange with marshmallow. Yes, marshmallow. Like fluff, but a bit smoother.
What an awesome twist.
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