I was raised on Thrifty's Ice cream. "Chocolate Malted Crunch anyone?" Some of my fondest childhood memories involved Thrifty's Ice cream. Actually, one of the worst too. --We were in line at Thrifty's once when it was robbed by two 'Vato Locos' with big guns. Not guns like my hubby's arms either....real ones, with bullets! Thankfully no one was hurt and my sister and her BFF had been "scopin' out these hot homies" so they were able to give a thorough description of the assailants to the police. Remember that girls?...Of course you do. -- So Tragedy aside -There is a feeling of excitement that comes when you peer over the ice cream counter into all of those round bins full of different colored wonder. I remember this feeling well and I was joyfully reminded of it today as I witnessed the widening eyes of my little girl, Nevaeh as she too experienced the excitement and wonder of Thrifty's. Rainbow sherbet in a cup with the cone on top...doesn't get much better than that.