I went to a minor-league ballgame Thursday and was surprised to see a local ice cream company selling their wares at the ballpark. Not surprised because of ice cream at the ballpark, but the flavors they were selling.
One flavor caught my eye more than the others: Rainbow Sherbert.
If you were looking at my screen as I'm typing, you'd see a red squiggly line under 'Sherbert.' (ooh, there it is again...) Why? Because it's sherbet, not sherbert.
Growing up, I did not know this. I loved sherbert, and ate it all the time. Orange sherbert, lime sherbert, and of course rainbow sherbert...
But as I grew up (and learned how to spell...) I found myself enjoying sherbet much more often. Maybe my tastes have refined over the years, and that extra 'r' just wasn't appetizing anymore?
But here it was, at the ballpark. Sherbert. In all its glory.
What strikes me as amusing is the debate of sherbet versus sherbert. If you google 'sherbet' you get 7.58 million hits. Sherbert, however, is much more popular at 9.38 million. Maybe us sherbet-earters are in the minority? Maybe Idaho is a 'sherbert-only zone?'
This could easily make me slip into slepping/grammar/phoenetics-nazi mode, where I attack people ruthlessly who use "Irregardless" or say "acrosst..."
But I'll save that rant for another time. I'm in the mood for some sherbert... (dammit...)