It’s time once again for the Oddball Photo Challenge.  While walking around Old Town Pasadena, I glanced down a cobbled alley, filled with restaurants, shops, and (evidently) an ice cream store.  This is one big cone and let’s not even look up the calorie count!

© janet m. webb 2017

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Comments
  1. Early October, they close all the ice cream stores here in NH. By April, the population is fairly crazed for them to reopen. I’m happy to say they are now open, but we’d need to leave the car running with the heat on to enjoy it. 🙂

    • They’re open year-round here, Judy, but I can’t understand anyone wanting ice cream, gelato, or frozen yogurt in the middle of winter when it’s freezing, literally. Too chilly mostly so far here, too, for me to enjoy it outside the house.

  2. nowathome says:

    I could do with one right now!! Very hot here!

  3. Cee Neuner says:

    Oh Janet, this is a fun odd ball. 😀

  4. joey says:

    Mmm, I scream for ice cream all the time 😛

  5. pattisj says:

    That looks good enough to eat.

  6. happyface313 says:

    😀 Oh, my, this looks super delicious!
    I wouldn’t exactly mind an ice cream right now (maybe not that size, though)
    A very HAPPY Sunday to you and yours, dear Janet 🙂

  7. bushboy says:

    Would have me buying an ice cream for sure

  8. YUMMY… I love ice cream. As a preteen, I used to save part of my allowance to buy a quart. I’d enjoy every ounce. ☹️ I feel like ice cream but it’s 11:00 pm and none in my fridge. I guess you can tell I love ❤️ this pic.
    Isadora 😎

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