Ice Cream Cone © 2008 Bo Mackison
…than taking a stroll to the corner dairy store for a scoop of vanilla ice cream in a Safe-T Cup cone? When I was a kid, the ice cream always dripped faster than I could lick it and my arm would be streaked with the sweet stickiness to my elbow. And the cone? It always tasted a bit like cardboard – a slightly sweet cardboard, but cardboard nonetheless.
In these days of franchises and fast food, are there many real “dairy stores” any longer? Places where they make the ice cream in the back? As a kid, I only had to walk down the street to visit Deters Dairy Store, but it is likely I’m dating myself. Yes?
