One of the owners of the cheese shop had mentioned a Wine Festival being held not too far away in a small town square. As the boys would sleep for at least another 30 minutes we headed that way. With just a few miles to go as we passed through a small almost ghost town I spotted signs along the side of the road for home made ice cream.
With the temperatures near the 100 degree mark the temptation was just too much to resist. We tried a variety of flavors including Peach, Banana, and Vanilla. They were all delicious. Though oddly enough Ryan, an absolute banana lover preferred my mom's peach to his own banana.
Luckily she was nice enough to share. :)