Everyone likes milkshakes. Even people that say they don’t. Because nobody ever associates milkshakes with having a bad time.
Summer at the beach. Milkshakes. That date with that person you met when you were 14. Milkshakes. The burger place at 3am after your 30th. Milkshakes.
No one associates milkshakes with divorce, collapsed finance companies, or war. It’s a magical drink that only turns up when good memories are being made. I don’t know why.