I'm told one is not allowed to leave Heber City limits without a stop at Granny's for shakes.
And just in case we were on the fence about the rule, the car in front of us provided a subtle reminder.
And so we did.
Reece and Justin ordered onion rings.
Because there's no better way to prepare for a giant shake than to preface it with fried, nutritionless vegetables.
I became the first person in 20 years to go to Granny's and order a twist cone.
What can I say? I'm a maverick.
It was really a cover for me to steal spoonfuls of everyone else's.
Mavericky and sneaky.
What a catch.
I need to find more excuses to go to Heber.