Ann sent me this link to a LiveJournal site, Creative Spaces, last April - just found it again while cleaning up my email. Oh my God. I had to close the site when I got to this page because I was afraid I was going hyperventilate. I'm not kidding - my heart started pounding too. I mean look at the organization! The colors! Whew.
Jenny always makes cool stuff and posts interesting links. The other day she showed us how she made a doll cake. (Mom, fondant is thick pliable icing, made with sugar and gelatin among other things.) Then she posted this cool site with more fondant cakes, by Kate Sullivan. These look like so much fun to make! Not that I will but I thought they were very cool. ~ ~ ~
More food talk. As soon as I got to work this morning I sent an email to everyone in the building, reminding them that Scoops, the ice cream truck, would be stopping at our building at 2:30 today. For some unknown reason I then launched into a summer memory from my childhood. Here's my email.
Just a reminder that the Scoops ice cream truck will be here at 2:30 today!
I was going to say, start saving your dimes - because I always think about, as a kid, visiting our grandparents in southern Illinois every summer. My grandmother would save her dimes for us so we could buy sno-cones (blue was my favorite) when the truck came around. My cousins and sister and I would wait with great anticipation to hear that bell ringing down the street. (We won't talk about the time my cousin, Joni, ran out in the street with bare feet and got hot tar stuck to her feet. My grandmother had to use turpentine to try to get it off. Can you imagine how hot that must have been??)
Stefani, longing for the blue-tongued days of a youthful summer
I received about a dozen replies, people really liked my story. A couple of people shared their memories with me. It was cool. In the afternoon, when I returned from doing the company banking, there were 3 dimes on my desk! I thought that was neat.
And when Scoops arrived, I noticed we had a larger crowd than last week. About 15 of us all filed
down the stairs at the same time after I made the announcement, clutching our money, like little kids. My boss was one of the first in line! I was hoping this would catch on. It will run it's course eventually, as things do - but it's fun for now.
I had an ice cream sandwich today. They don't have sno-cones - or any blue food because if they did, you know I would have bought it and then showed off my blue tongue.
down the stairs at the same time after I made the announcement, clutching our money, like little kids. My boss was one of the first in line! I was hoping this would catch on. It will run it's course eventually, as things do - but it's fun for now.
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Never remember a sno cone and we had no ice cream trucks as I grew up.
We went to the drug store soda fountain. :-)
I liked the blue sno-cones best, too! Did you have one of those hand crank sno-cone machines when you were little? I remember setting up a sno-cone stand on my childhood street once... Business was booming, but turning that crank got to be too much work!
I had an actual Milk Man, Calvin, while I was growing up in the country. He always had frozen dairy treats. The best part about him delivering our milk and frozen stuff was that he'd let us ride to the next stop in his truck. Eating ice cream, riding in his truck with friends - thanks for helping me remember the fun of summer kid stuff!
Oh yay! I had a blue tongue in February, when we were in Florida. One afternoon while we were out by the pool, the hotel staff set up and gave out free sno-cones. Mine was something like blue raspberry, and it turned both my tongue and my lips blue (John had to point it out). What fun!
I also remember, as a child, an ice-cream pop called a Zoo Surprise or something like that ... at least that's what I think it was called. When you got down to the plastic stick, there was an animal shape, and if you got a certain animal, you won a prize or got a free one or something. I never won one, but we were wild about them. The ice cream was orange, kind of like a creamscicle. Oh I love ice cream!
I love it when memories get tacked on to someone else and you can escape your own childhood stupidity. I can still feel Granny scrubbing my feet with a scrub brush (I never could find my shoes and no way was I gonna miss the sno-cone man), but I feel oh-so-much smarter now that Joni has been saddled with that dumb-kid act. And I remember that Scott always ordered blue and that we girls liked red or purple. Go fig!
You know, Gretchen, I kinda thought that was you with the tar on your feet, but since no one at work would know the difference, I decided it made a better story with it being Joni. And the blue part - yeah, that was artistic license because there's not much that can get me to stray from "red flavored" anything. But I remember finally trying blue and liking it so my story still kind of counts.
You're an writer, I thought you would understand these things! Thanks for blowing my cover. (And thanks for fessing up about the hot tar. I've always wondered why your feet are darker than mine.)
I watched a show on Kate Sullivan last weekend, about how she got started in the business. I think it was on the Food Channel. Her cakes are so cool. They range from $800-1200!
The Ice Cream Man song would excite my sisters and me to no end! "Mom! Mom! The Ice Cream Man is coming! Can we get one...pleeeease? I don't recall getting sno-cones from him though. My favorite was the coconut bars. Yum!
Your ice cream break in the afternoon at work is such a great idea. I'm sure it's a moral booster.
My favorite sno-cone flavor is cherry. Our corner Rexall's Drug store used to sell them in the summer. Amanda used to get blue raspberry Slurpies that would turn her tongue blue.
And talking about tar feet. We used to go to the beach in Santa Barbara, where they did (and still do) a lot of oil drilling offshore. After walking in the sand for the day we'd end up with tar on our feet and my dad would use gasoline to clean it off. Yuck. The beaches are much, much cleaner today.
What a delightful post from start to finish! It brought back memories of my own childhood - with the beloved sno-cones and ice cream trucks.
Also, what wonderful links! People are so clever. And I too salivated at that shelving and those cakes. Wow!
Thank you! Have a wonderful weekend...
I enjoyed looking at the links you posted. Thanks!
I grew up in the country where ice cream trucks were nonexistant, but I used to get tar on my feet and hands. On hot days my friends and I would pop the tar bubbles on the road. :)
Oh, I always loved grape popsicles.
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