We went to Dry Dock at cape May, H ordered peanut butter ripple with marshmallow sauce. E said he would have whatever she got. She double-checked that he knew it was peanut butter ripple, since he doesn't usually eat peanut butter.
After taking a few bites, he admitted, "I don't really like this."
M: "Why did you get it if it was called peanut butter ripple?"
E: "Well, the name doesn't always tell you what's in it."
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