I'll be honest, when the dairy fairy at the Cold Stone Creamery drops that giant, neon green glob of what the placard described as pistachio ice cream in my bowl, I've never thought to myself, "Does this have real pistachios in it?"
What should have been a quick trip down to the lobby of an Atlanta apartment building turned into an hourslong ordeal for two cousins, ages 13 and 11. Skyler Henry reports they had a chance to thank t...