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Like, really, really love milkshakes.
A good milkshake sits high up on the list of desserts for me.
Also on the list: cheesecake, anything with caramel, and oreos.
Yes, the cookie.
What?
Not fancy enough?
Oreos are super delicious.
You know you love them, too.
Anyway…
I dont mess around with my milkshakes.
Many places claim they sell “real” milkshakes.
Lies.
I have four rules when it comes to milkshakes.
They are…
1. It cant come out of a machine. If the only step in making my milkshake is watching a frozen mixture fall into a paper cup, I dont want it. Ok, Ill take it, but dont expect me to smile while eating it.
2. Dont put stuff in it. You know what Im talking about. I dont want you ‘blasting’ cookies in my shake, or ‘flurrying’ in some candy. I might allow some fruit from time to time. But it better be fresh fruit, ok?
3. This rule is big. Huge. If I order a chocolate milkshake, dont use vanilla ice cream and then add chocolate syrup. I want my chocolate shake made with two ingredients. Chocolate ice cream you have to dig out of a carton, and a splash of cold milk.
4. Dont give me straw. I repeat. NO STRAW. I mean, come on. What kinda shake can you suck through a straw? Ill take a spoon. Preferably plastic. Thanks.
Is that too much to ask?
Since the weather turned warm, Ive been having a chocolate milkshake everyday at 5′o clock.
Its the highlight of my day.
Seriously.
I make it myself.
With a fork and a thick glass.
Lately its been just a plain chocolate shake.
But Im sure Ill switch it up soon and go with a vanilla-peanut butter one.
Peanut butter…
I know, right?
Yum.
A super cold, creamy, peanut butter milkshake.
You want a milkshake now, dont you?
Go get one.
Better yet, go make one.
Stop what youre doing.
Now.
Go.
Youre welcome.
-t
Note: This is how I like my milkshake. Please enjoy your shake however you like.