It takes a village.
Chris’ submission won me over, for the following reasons:
1. Circa 1985, I would go shopping with my Mama at the Mohawk Mall in upstate NY. On our breaks from the shopping I would try to persuade her to buy me a frozen Orange Julius. I was five. I was cute. She usually caved. Good times.
2. Italian connotations usually score extra points. Clearly.
3. As do Shakespearean references.
4. The end.
I am honored and humbled that you like my suggestion. Perhaps we can go riding some time with my as yet un-named bicycle.