19366450_10212994588320807_7741310524283892658_nOur fathers both LOVED ice cream. In their loving memory this Father’s Day, Sarah and I had homemade ice cream for supper.

Yes, ice cream as entree.  No veggies, no whole grain proteins, no meat.   Just rich, pure, creamy, unadorned vanilla ice cream.  I even had seconds.

We know they’d be proud that we would remember them in this tasty fashion. So to them looking down from heaven,

“Happy Father’s Day, and thanks for the excuse for this simple indulgence.  The ice cream was awesome.  We wish y’all were here!”