If you've ever had a Ted Drewes "concrete," you'll know that it is the standard by which all other frozen custards are--and should be--judged. So, today Karen and I were having our regular (she, a chocolate, and me, a raspberry) when lo and behold who should walk up and introduce himself but Ted Drewes! How cool is that? We had a delightful conversation for about fiften minutes. A celebrity moment! And I was just a few blocks away from where I first met Francis Schaeffer two decades ago! I'm gonna have to make it to this wonderful little corner of St. Louis a little more often.