A few years ago after buying some land to build our home, Bryan took me on a date at a little cafe on what would soon be our new Main Street. We sat at the old fashioned soda fountain and shared milkshakes. While there, we got to know the soda jerk, his mom, and his grandfather who owns the adorable restaurant. We fell in love with them, their place, and the small town. Since moving here, we’ve visited the little shop for lunch—or just their homemade desserts—many times. Today, we went back, sat at the old fashioned soda fountain, and was served by our son! It was the sweetest treat in every sense of the word!
He makes a mean milkshake!
