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Gregory and Paul's ice cream, Coney Island, NYC

I took this photo en route to the Cyclone. There's something about the various signs and food stalls around Coney Island that I find myself particularly drawn to, if not the food itself. Correction: if there were no consequences to eating plates and plates of fried food, I'd probably go to town.

I rarely find myself at Coney Island with groups of people, and yet that's the other thing that draws me to this photo. It reminds me of visiting Ocean City with my parents and walking the boardwalk with my dad. My mother had gone for a college reunion, and while she was attending her reunion activities my father and I went to the beach.

We didn't do much that day; I don't remember doing much of anything other than walking the boardwalk, and even then I don't remember many aspects of it. On the way back to the hotel, however, we stopped by an old house for a tour. I can't remember if we had found it in the guide book or if we saw a sign on the side of the road.

I can't even remember if we had fried food on the boardwalk, though I think we did. I think it was clams.

As an aside, two of my cousins' husband's names are Greg and Paul.