Floating

I had a rootbeer float yesterday at an A&W stand. Not an unusual occurrence, right, save for the fact that A) I was in an airport halfway around the world from where A&W was founded and B) it’s the first time I have had ice cream in 2009. Both remarkable, the first from a globalization perspective and the second not because I’m abstaining so much as deprived. You know I like my ice cream, but we don’t get much of it in Truk, at least nothing that hasn’t been un-and refrozen repeatedly on container ships. So, here I sit, blissfully spooning soft serve and pondering an Indonesian chili dog-tater tot combo meal.