The DQ Happy Dance

I just want you to know that, I am aware: while John blogs about camels and 48,000 ways to get his tea on, I tend to blog about children and food. Yes, I am aware of that.

A couple of weekends ago, three of us had the brilliant idea that we needed a little taste of home.  There's one Diary Queen in Doha; it sits at one corner of "Cholesterol Intersection." We hadn't been there since last August.

 So Hanna, Hank, and I loaded up drove over.  Hannah and Hank were both very excited, and the Happy Dance ensued. 
Hannah and I got dip cones, and Hank got a blizzard.  They don't have cookie dough, but they do have Oreos here.  They also have a cool indoor playground.


In fact, indoor playgrounds seem to be a requirement for family restaurants here, or at least a marketing bonus.  There are playgrounds inside the fast food places but also inside Fuddrucker's, Chili's, Applebee's, and other mid-priced American chain restaurants, too.

DQ also does birthday parties rather frequently, and with their "party room," which includes a big indoor play gym thingy, the parties are pretty cool.  They sing the Happy Birthday song in English and in Arabic (same tune, Arabic words).  That's pretty fun to hear.

And here's the last thing I know about our trip to DQ.  The ice cream got eaten.  Lots of smiles were on all faces.  And the sweet lady behind the counter was excited to learn what it meant to make a dip cone with a "loafer"--they put dip cone chocolate in the bottom of the cone, so by the time you get to that last bite, it's like a bon bon of deliciousness.  Mmmmm...makes me want another one right now.