An interesting thing happened while on vacation. My daughter had seen, and checked out, a small, local, ice cream shop. It is near a restaurant when we would all be going to have dinner, so she thought it might be a nice treat. This was a week before Elaine and I arrived.
When you enter the shop, you are in a small room and place your ice cream order through a window. My daughter heard music....uke music....and then it stopped long enough for a voice to say, "I'll be right with you!". Then the music resumed, briefly, and stopped again when a lady appeared at the window. It wasn't until then that my daughter realized that the music was live; she thought it had been a recording playing.
Apparently the shop owner is quite the uke fan, and always has a uke at the shop, to play during the slow times. My daughter told her that I play, and that I was coming the following week, and promised to bring me in.
We went, and I met Julia. She's a very nice woman, and a very enthusiastic uke player. We chatted about ukes and the uke community. I was wearing a UU t-shirt, and she says she has lurked a bit.
Then she said, "I'm taking after Miss Mim, mixing ice cream with ukuleles." How cool is that? And how many people call Mim Miss Mim? We had a nice chat, and then it was time to go. She's selling the shop, and closing in October, for some reason. But if you're in Purcellville, Virginia between now and then....
ETA: I forgot to mention that the shop is called Gruto's Ice Cream....
