I woke this morning and remembered something we use to do with my grandmother when I was growing up. She loved going to a place called the Freeze-O and getting a Lick-Paul-Lick. It’s a soft serve ice cream cone that they’d twist up until it was nearly five inches tall. The Freeze-O was a drive-in where you could get burgers and fries. It closed almost twenty years or more ago now. I’m not sure what made me think of this other than when I was sitting in the line at the drive-thru on Friday picking up my son’s Chick-fil-a sandwich someone in the vehicle a few cars ahead of me was getting an ice cream cone and when they reached it to them it was nearly five inches high. Boy, you don’t see that anymore!