Rough night observing Nat’l Ice Cream Day and the end of the fast I didn’t observe.
No discount ice cream at DR, 37th Ave., but of course I bought a bag of the trail mix I hadn’t been sure would still be on sale this week (21:30). بابر was my cashier (271).
Walked to W’greens, Northern Blvd., but they didn’t have it either.
Decided to walk to DR, Roosevelt Ave., despite the humidity and got caught in the rain, very intense at first but quickly changing to merely steady. I ducked into FD/🔑F for cover and saw a shopper there with a parrot on his shoulder. When the rain was only light, I continued to DR only to find they did not have the ice cream either. I should have photographed the locked ice‐cream freezers. I bought another package of trail mix (22:28) because I always buy them in twos, and the cashier was a cute Filipino‐looking if slightly hefty young man (167) with longish hair who was friendly and didn’t mind my telling him of the NICD irony. I stopped in HF💲 for a pint (of blueberries) (22:38) and had an okay Latin male cashier (113). (By this time, the rain was barely perceptible.) Then on to Ass’d where I finally bought discount butter‐pecan ice cream along with their chunk cheese which this time included Gouda (22:50). Cute Welcome worker looked cute as I passed but probably in part because he was behind the counter.
By the time I got back home, NICD was nearly over.