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| - Funny story: I fly east frequently, and it's all about filling my belly with the things I can't get here on the Left Coast. The people in my life aren't perfect, you know, they insist on living 3,000 miles away from the Golden State. Luckily, I love Rita so much, that when I fly out to see her I get to spend a little time with some actual people that love me as much as I love Rita's. It's all a pilgrimage, thinly veiled as a visit with friends and family, to go have some Rita's water ice. I love it all. Seasonal flavors, the mango, the custard. I just can't stop myself. A must-stop for any west coasters, as we just don't have anything like Rita's round these parts.
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