I scream, you scream
We all scream
For Ice Cream
~Howard Johnson/Billy Moll/Robert King
Ice cream used to be a simple dessert, in a bowl or on a cone, in a sundae or on a pie. Chocolate, vanilla, or strawberry. Hand-cranked at family picnics. Bought at Friendly’s or HoJo’s (at least in New England). With refrigeration, its popularity and availability spread. As kids, we would hear the Good Humor bell, grab our coins, and run to get our treat on a stick or in a sandwich.
My grandparents met at an ice cream shop, where my grandmother was working. He liked chocolate and found a reason to come in to order it often. (She preferred pistachio.) The rest is history, they say. As children, when we were visiting, my grandmother would give the oldest child some money and the gaggle of us would walk around the block to the corner store and all order Hoodsies, chocolate/vanilla swirl ice cream, with a tabbed cardboard lid and thin wooden paddle spoon to scoop it out.
Summer treat, year-round gourmet. Dairy, soy/coconut. Hard, soft. Ice cream, frozen yogurt.
What is your favorite ice cream memory?