Rainy days, Mondays, sorbet…

What I’ve got they used to call the blues…wait a minute, isn’t that a lyric from an old Carpenters song called Rainy Days and Mondays? Anyway, the other day, I was walking around Lee’s Summit — no, not like some “kind of lonely clown,” will someone please get these song lyrics out of my head?) — and peeking through storefront windows and passing by Poppy’s Ice Cream and Coffee House at 307 S.E. Douglas. Friends of mine swear that Poppy’s serves the best freshly made ice cream on the East side. Since I didn’t have anything better to do, I stopped in to have a little taste of something. The selection of house-made ice creams isn’t gargantuan, like you’d find at Baskin-Robbins, but (unlike a lot of the terrifying-looking concoctions in those tubs at B-R) they all looked very enticing.

I had a cup of coconut sorbet and it was exceptionally delicious: creamy, flavorful, not-too-sweet. When I sat down, I noticed the blackboard that listed all the daily specials, including the 20-percent discount on rainy days and Mondays. I forgot to ask if a day was rainy and Monday, if one got a double discount. I suspect that would not be the case. I did ask about the word under the Friday listing: B.O.G.O. What the hell is a bogo, I asked the kid behind the counter.

“Buy one, get one,” he said, as if I had just walked in from an alien space ship.

Remind me to bogo someday.