42

It takes 42 consecutive nights of going to the same ice cream place and order the exact same thing until they give it to you for free.

Tonight was night 42.

Each of the workers have know my face for a while. A few weeks back they knew my order right away. They were even calling to the back for it while there were still people in front of me in line. But tonight was the break-through. The manager was there, who I have had fairly in-depth discussions about the fruit to chocolate to cream ratio that makes for excellent flavors. She came in from the back, saw me at the window, said, "I got it." and went to grab my Raspberry Chip Cheesecake, kid's size, in a cup. I sheepishly look at the couple beside me and say, "I'm a regular".

This past week I have really been contemplating if they the girls that work there think I am crazy or have an eating disorder. They may think I am homeless and beg for the $2.50 habit I have. (they would think this because I usually go in the same cut-off sweatpants and Produce-A-Plenty polo shirt I put on each night as soon as I get home from work.

But when the manager brought up my order to the window, she said it was, "on her." I at first refused, then thanked profusely. So this leads me to believe that I am not the crazy fat girl that comes every night. (though one time I did run to them in heals, 4 bags, and a dress yelling from across the street, "Are you still open for one more order!?!?!")

No. I am the loyal customer base who recommends Annette's to anyone in the city looking for good ice cream (or Italian Ice - though I have never had it). No recession will get me down. I will gladly skip Starbucks for my ice cream. Annette's recognizes this and rewards it.

Thank you Annette's!

(Annette's is located on the NE corner of Armitage and Bissell)

Disclaimer - I officially endorse Annette's for ice cream in the Chicago area. However, until Greater's starts coughing up freebies, they aren't going to get any promos from me.