Last night I had a massive craving for ice cream which meant that J and I went just up the road to our local Baskin Robbins. Yum! He was going to run in and get it for us and this is how the conversation went: J: "What flavor do you want? Me: "Vanilla." J: "Really?" Me: "OK, chocolate." J: "How about rocky road?" Me: "Sure, why not!" Y'all, that was the best ice cream cone EVER! If up to my own devices, I clearly go the boring route when it comes to choosing an ice cream flavor. However, my hubs knew exactly what to choose and here's why: When I was a little girl and would visit my grandparents in California, my grandfather would sneak me around the corner to the local Baskin Robbins. While I'm not sure who chose the flavors of our treats, I'd always have rocky road and he'd attempt to get something sugar free. He'd always ask for a bite or two of mine and simply say, "don