I drank ate my first root beer float in kindergarten. The PTA organized a “Field Day” every June with at least 10 outdoor stations, including a water balloon toss, hula hoop contest, and summer snacks. For the hungry kids, they sliced up juicy watermelon and scooped up root beer floats.
I grabbed the small plastic cup with the biggest scoop of vanilla ice cream and smiled at the blonde mom behind the table as she handed me a…
Yes, a straw. How in the world is vanilla ice cream supposed to fit through a straw??
So I slurped up all the soda through that pink bendy straw before squashing the plastic cup between my fingers to make the ice cream pop out the top. It smeared across my nose and chin as I licked it up, but I always knew to ask for a spoon after that!
Yet these “root beer floats” are even better. Just pick one up and take a bite—no utensil confusion at all!