I used to go there regularly, before the original owner, Elaine, was murdered by her husband. It took a lot to make me want to go back, and when I did, I was disappointed. It took a very special person to fill her shoes, and the gum snapping rude new owner just totally turned me off when she said to my daughter as she was reaching for her lollipop reward: «Only one.» Whatever. And her haircuts sucked.