The Dexter Dairy Queen is now dwarfed by a big brick building next door, and the whole town is redefining its identity as new housing tracts fill in so much former farmland. The funny plastic shingles of the DQ roof and the little windows where you can order your gourmet treats are unchanging.
On our way from a walk in the park, we stopped here for a mint Oreo Blizzard and a French Silk Blizzard. We ate them at the picnic table outside. The sun shone on us and on our Blizzards. The choice was challenging: we could have had a donut from the Dexter Bakery.
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