Don't you love the sound of the ice cream man coming down your street? Every time I hear that happy little song, it takes me back to childhood summers when you'd play all day in the hot sun, three shiny quarters burning deep in your pocket, waiting anxiously for the chiming of that funny white truck.
So far I have resisted the siren call of the ice cream man, but that hasn't stopped me from dreaming of all the yummy treats I would eat, if I wasn't being a good girl.
Remember these?
Orange push-ups - these things are genius! Ice cream that you push through a tube so it doesn't melt all over your hand? Must have been invented by a woman.
Snow cones - Three flavors in one, plus they dye your lips and tongue. Refreshing and entertaining!
Strawberry shortcake eskimo pies - Oh so good! Always eat it over the wrapper so you don't waste a single falling crumb!
But my personal favorite is the Screwball. Strawberry gelato with a gumball at the bottom? Yes, please!
Just looking at that Screwball, my will power is quickly failing. Don't be surprised if you see me 'playing' outside tomorrow afternoon, jingling the quarters in my pocket and glancing anxiously down the street! Feel free to join me. You know you want to!
Saturday, June 27, 2009
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I love me an orange push-pop. Nom nom nom. So delish. Unfortunately, the ice cream man doesn't come to where we live.. but if he did you can bet I'd be first in line - for sure.
I was all about those screwballs. Plus I always remember my push ups having the flintstones on the outside wrappers. I was and still am a fan of the fireworks popsicle.
i remember getting snow cones at the pool all summer long....*sigh* to be a kid where eating flavored ice was the height of awesomeness.
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