After spending most of Sunday afternoon on yard work, I decided to go out for ice cream after dinner.
For most of the past year, “going out for ice cream” has been synonymous with “going to Bruster’s.” In part I go there because it’s only a mile away (Amy called this “walking distance” until I pointed out that it would mean walking along Rte 355). But mainly I go there because it’s good ice cream.
By the time I got there on Sunday evening, it was clear that a lot of people agreed with me about that being a good place to go. At 8:00pm, the place was absolutely packed!
Unlike the other Bruster’s locations I’ve visited in Pennsylvania, this one has a drive-through window. Not only were there long lines at the walk-up windows, there was a line at the drive-through too.
The line at the drive-through went completely around the building. And then it did something I’d never seen before: The line wrapped around the front of the building too. It was so long that the end of the line was actually blocking the exit from the drive-through! Put another way, the only way anyone could leave the drive-through window was if the rest of the line moved up. But the line couldn’t move up until the car at the drive-through window left.
People in the DC area can be quite stubborn, and they’re equally used to waiting for gridlock to clear up. And Bruster’s ice cream is worth waiting for.
I’ll bet they’re still waiting.