If you thought we were hopeless country bumpkins here in rural Illinois, think again. There is a celebration of Yuri Gagarin’s space flight on April 12, 1961 going on at a local frozen custard place right now.

If only I knew what frozen custard was, then I’d feel right at home.

2 responses to “Not Country Bumpkins”

  1. David Bellamy Avatar

    I think frozen custard is something like a gourmet ice cream, with lots of egg in it.

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    1. bloggerclarissa Avatar

      Ahh! I like eggs.

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