Some Family History and Notes on Post Round Lunches

There is more to golf than having a short par putt on the tricky first or being at the right position on the long 13th.

One of the delights of local golf is that after a 5 mile walk there awaits the savory $1.50 hot dog at Costco!  Yes, it's $1.64 with tax and, if you've played well or poorly, for the princely total sum of $3.11 you can get a frozen yogurt to go with the dog. 

Now one of my golf buddies, let's call him Rich, because that's his name.   And to avoid confusion, he's known as Rich II, or just R2 or R II.  Why I am Rich 1, is a long story and there really isn't too much of interest in it.

R2 often joins me in my lunch at Cafe $1.64.  He is a man of much discipline and has a frozen yogurt only once per week.

Now we have to journey back in time.  My father has said in my presence, "Watching you kids, I feel I'm cheating the government out of 10% entertainment taxes!"  One of the scenes whch would prompt this exclamation was watching us kids devour our post dinner ice cream.  We'd gobble the fudge ripple until the ice cream headache froze us in place.  A moment or two of pain, then the spoon was again put back to diligent service.  I'm told we were all synced up and looked like puppets in a ell rehearsed routine.

Over the years I have had a lot of cold drinks and ice cream.  I might proclaim without too much fear of contradiction that eating cold stuff is one of my unusual talents.  I can do it well and I do it often.  My dream is to die with ice cream on my breath with a hint of licorice in the background.

The key to avoiding the headache is to keep the cold stuff off of the roof of the mouth.  Let it play amongst the molars and tickle along the gums as you savor it.  But keep the roof warm.

R2 does not have this talent.  Oh, I've passed on the lesson, but it has not been taken to heart.  So he hurts.  Usually multiple times for each yogurt he eats.  "I love the flavor!  But it hurts!"  He's said in my presence.

I must confess that it's a bit amusing to watch as he gobbles away.  I see where my father was amused too.

I don't see this situation changing.  Poor fellow.

Ok, on a serious side note, I've come across folk wisdom that suggests that an ice cream headache is the opposite of a migraine.  And if you have a migraine, inducing an ice cream headache will "instantly cure it," and "better than drugs!"  I am seeking data on this point.  The one time I had the migraine, I stopped for a Slurpy and was not able to induce the headache.  If anyone out there tries this please let me know the results.