For some reason, seeing the Coyotes play inspired having ice cream afterwards. I don't know, maybe it had something to do with being in the cold? In the cold in Arizona at that???
You have to time it right when you come here otherwise you end up in a long line, like right after the game ends. So I had to lick my chops for a about 10 minutes, reading the description of the Signature Apple Pie a la Coldstone while in line.
There happened to be a lot of good tippers that night cuz the girls there were singing their hearts out every time the coinage hit the tip jar. It was nice to see happy people working there. One of the girls even insisted on making mine and I watched her forearms flex and work like a very eager 5 year old.
I'm not the biggest Cold Stone enthusiast, but I can't say I've ever been disappointed at one. I have to say it's pretty bitchin'.