Snowball Or Snowcone?

Snowball Or Snowcone?

What is the truth?

*goes outside and looks at the temperature gage*


The only way to describe summer in the south is: miserable. Walking outside feels like you got just a tad too close to the bonfire and when you look down you too are on fire :) Going outside is not usually on the agenda for the day. The walk to your car, out of a store, to your house, or any walking magically makes you appear as if you just ran a few miles. Sweat rolling down your back and face, good ole summer fun!

The only way to make this time better is by swinging past your favorite snowball stand. It’s the place where all loose change and dollar bills go to die during the summer, it’s the one thing we can’t get enough of. We all have our favorite place to get one of these heavenly treats. The one that you fight with your friends over because you know your place has the best ice…the smoothest ice. Out of southern Louisiana, however, things start to change. You see an atrocious sign that says “Snowcone.” What even is that?! Snowballs are the only real things in this world. Do those even taste good? Some even say that snowcones are better and that they are the same as a snowball BUT they are ALL WRONG. Snowcones and snowballs are actually two different things (big shocker)!!!

Snowcones exist almost everywhere else. You can even buy those hand crank machines from when you were younger that you would throw some ice cubes into and then turn the handle. These, however, were not so satisfying because it produced ice that you had to chew and it would literally crunch when you put it in your mouth. This is a disgrace to what these treats should be like. A crunchy snowball is an utter failure. The syrup seeps down to the bottom of the cup and it just seems wrong all around. It’s because a snowcone is: crushed ice.

In New Orleans, however, Hansen’s Sno-Bliz was started by Ernest and Mary Hansen in 1939. Ernest invented the first ice shaving machine and Mary created her very own flavored syrups. This created the difference between the two treats. Snowballs are made with finely shaved ice, which helps the flavored syrup to be soaked up all throughout the snowball. Snow cone ice, however, is crushed which makes for a crunchier ice that is not as smooth as the shaved style ice. A difference can definitely be told in taste as a snowball melts in your mouth with every bite whereas a snowcone may be sort of crunchy.

Every snowball stand is different and all serve up a host of different flavors and ways to enjoy a snowball. Some stands have some very interesting flavors such as condensed milk, pomegranate, Satsuma, and even coffee! It’s fun to try new ones and have different toppings every now an then. Condensed milk is a classic. It’s very hard to believe that people do not like it… strange! Here in the south we are definitely treated well with some amazing food and treats. New Orleans - style snowballs and beignets are so special to Louisiana and are just two examples of the many unique delicacies we have here! A pomegranate snowball with condensed milk is my favorite way to cool off in the summer. What is your favorite way to cool off and enjoy your snowball?

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​An Open Letter To The People Who Don’t Tip Their Servers

This one's for you.

Dear Person Who Has No Idea How Much The 0 In The “Tip:” Line Matters,

I want to start off by asking you a simple question: Why?

Is it because you can’t afford it? Is it because you are blind to the fact that the tip you leave is how the waiter/waitress serving you is making their living? Is it because you’re just lazy and you “don’t feel like it”? Is it because you think that, while taking care of not only your table but at least three to five others, they took too long bringing you that side of ranch dressing? Or is it just because you’re unaware that as a server these people make $2.85 an hour plus TIPS?

The average waiter/waitress is only supposed to be paid $2.13 an hour plus tips according to the US Department of Labor.

That then leaves the waiter/waitress with a paycheck with the numbers **$0.00** and the words “Not a real paycheck.” stamped on it. Therefore these men and women completely rely on the tips they make during the week to pay their bills.

So, with that being said, I have a few words for those of you who are ignorant enough to leave without leaving a few dollars in the “tip:” line.

Imagine if you go to work, the night starts off slow, then almost like a bomb went off the entire workplace is chaotic and you can’t seem to find a minute to stop and breathe, let alone think about what to do next.

Imagine that you are helping a total of six different groups of people at one time, with each group containing two to ten people.

Imagine that you are working your ass off to make sure that these customers have the best experience possible. Then you cash them out, you hand them a pen and a receipt, say “Thank you so much! It was a pleasure serving you, have a great day!”

Imagine you walk away to attempt to start one of the seventeen other things you need to complete, watch as the group you just thanked leaves, and maybe even wave goodbye.

Imagine you are cleaning up the mess that they have so kindly left behind, you look down at the receipt and realize there’s a sad face on the tip line of a $24.83 dollar bill.

Imagine how devastated you feel knowing that you helped these people as much as you could just to have them throw water on the fire you need to complete the night.

Now, realize that whenever you decide not to tip your waitress, this is nine out of ten times what they go through. I cannot stress enough how important it is for people to realize that this is someone's profession - whether they are a college student, a single mother working their second job of the day, a new dad who needs to pay off the loan he needed to take out to get a safer car for his child, your friend, your mom, your dad, your sister, your brother, you.

If you cannot afford to tip, do not come out to eat. If you cannot afford the three alcoholic drinks you gulped down, plus your food, and a tip do not come out to eat.

If you cannot afford the $10 wings that become half off on Tuesdays plus that water you asked for, do not come out to eat.

If you cannot see that the person in front of you is working their best to accommodate you, while trying to do the same for the other five tables around you, do not come out to eat. If you cannot realize that the man or woman in front of you is a real person, with their own personal lives and problems and that maybe these problems have led them to be the reason they are standing in front of you, then do not come out to eat.

As a server myself, it kills me to see the people around me being deprived of the money that they were supposed to earn. It kills me to see the three dollars you left on a forty dollar bill. It kills me that you cannot stand to put yourself in our shoes - as if you’re better than us. I wonder if you realize that you single-handedly ruined part of our nights.

I wonder if maybe one day you will be in our shoes, and I hope to God no one treats you how you have treated us. But if they do, then maybe you’ll realize how we felt when you left no tip after we gave you our time.

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