Dairy Queen

Can you believe that we walked past 70 ice cream stores on the Ocean City boardwalk and decided on DQ?! That’s what you get when you blatantly ignore the most important flavor of all! Why the hell is it so hard to find peanut butter ice cream?! The Queen was not accepting visitors, so we relied on the lesser ice cream jockey (Lord? Earl? Duke? Court Jester?!), who delivered my frozen treasure in the creamy form of a Blizzard. It was actually vanilla with swirls of PB, but any port in a storm. The real PB made up for any gripes I would have about the difference. I think the last Blizzard I had was roughly around the time they came up with the idea of the Blizzard (it was all the rage with us 80’s kids), and as far as I know, BEFORE they started serving burgers and fries. Think on THAT, young whippersnappers! It was good. All was set right within the Kingdom and the peanut butter Gods were appeased. Well done! Long Live the Queen!

I wouldn’t give it any stars if I had a choice. No Dairy Queen in Pa or Md puts toppings in their blizzards. If I wanted a dish of plain ice cream, I would order that.

I mean what can I say? You put a Dairy Queen and an Orange Julius together and expect anything other than complete domination. To add to my excitement I stayed in the hotel right above this place. Talk about awesome.
Anyways if you haves place where I can get a Reese’s peanut butter cup blizzard and wash it down with an Orange Julius you would have to be insane to think I wasn’t excited. 6 stars if I could.