Desperately Seeking DeDe

Today J, B and myself headed to Blue C. It's been about 2 weeks since we were last there, and when we walked in - a whole new set of faces greated us. One even had the nerve to ask,

"Is this your first time at Blue C?"
"Do you know who we are?!"

Where is DeDe? Where is Pink Shirt Guy? B asked, "Who are all of these white people?"

I suppose we have been spoiled by DeDe. She knows exactly what we want, doesn't ask a ton of questions, and most of all - she's real. It just felt so lonely there without her.

Next we headed to Red Mango for some sweet therapy. Now Red Mango has a club card that generates points when you buy fro yo, and gives you extra points on your birthday! B and I registered our cards when we got back to the compound. Already I'm at 88 points... had this been accumulating this entire time, I would have had 50k points by now!

Atmosphere: 3/5 (minus 2 points for having to adjust to a whole new cast of characters)
Food: 5/5
Good times: 3/5 (minus 2 points for missing DeDe)

Comments

Anonymous said…

Battle of the fro-yo? How doth ceFiore compare to Red Mango? I can't bring myself to cheat on ceFiore w/ el Mango Rojo.

March 3, 2009 at 1:17 PM

R. said…

My opinion - Red Mango beats ceFiore any day. RM is creamier, more yogurty and has a less confusing name pronunciation.

Every time we go to ceFiore we end up processing pronunciation... and if the Bird Killer is with us, since he is SO wordly, he tries to make an argument that "ce" (say) is not a word in the Italian language.

Better to just enjoy Red Mango - it's a lot easier to swallow.

March 3, 2009 at 4:10 PM

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