A Mexican Barbie Kind Of Place

 Can you see my reflection taking this photo through the glass door?

So why am I here? There is a fairly new place in town. A Mexican ice-cream parlour!

So let's go inside, shall we? From what I can see, it looks more like a Barbie ice-cream parlour!

Here's a closeup of the roses behind this pink throne.

The chairs were kind of kid sized as well. I did not try to sit in one for fear of needing a crane to remove me. Here is Phil patiently waiting for me to stop snapping and come to my senses.

No, I did certainly not try this swinging chair either.

Do you see the giant ice-cream bars sticking out of the wall? Here is a closeup of some.

A cute donkey to hold various items. They also sold cute mugs and other items.

No, I did not try any of the ice-cream. But it still looks more like Barbie than Mexico though.

A gnome in a sombrero twirls with delight,

Churro cone clutched in the soft summer night.

 Ducks sip horchata from striped paper cups,

While frogs play maracas near candy-filled trucks.

Each scoop a story, each swirl a dream—

 Of tamarind laughter and dulce de leche gleam.