Run! Don't Walk! to Dessart Sweets for their ice cream treats.
William and I worked up an apatite running most of the way to Dessart's. He had the new peanut butter cup parfait while I had the also new peanut buster parfait. Margaret joined us by car and drove us home (which was probably a bad idea as I'm sure we'd need to go back and forth three or four times to work off these calories).