I almost squealed like a school girl when I saw this ice cream machine. It calls attention to itself without being too loud. It screams fun and joy. Come, check me out! 😍
I resisted its wanton allure. But for a moment there, I found myself reaching for my wallet, as if hypnotized by the promise of sweet sensations. But it was more than that. I wanted to know how it functioned, know it intimately, how did it deliver its creamy bliss? I kept my discipline, however, and instead of the ice cream machine, I made my way to the mini-donuts stall like I had originally planned.
Now I regret it because I think they've been messing with the mini-donut recipe, but I guess, we all have to live with the choices we make.
Images by @litguru
