Ice cream was our dessert, snack, treat year round. When I was 5 years old I was sent to the pharmacy about 5 blocks away (across a busy street) almost every night to get the last paper of the day (‘a 4 Star Item’ with the 4 stars meaning it was the last edition of the day), 2 packs of Pall Malls with no filters, and a pint of hand packed ice cream.
My mother wasn’t a coffee drinker but loved coffee ice cream, so therefore I did too. Also loved peach ice cream in the summer as it was always fresh and delicious.
We loved the ice cream man but also loved the milk man who’d give us treats (my grandfather worked at the dairy so the truck drivers knew him and would treat us). Popsicles, fudgesicles, dreamsicles.
Now I tend toward frozen fruit bars and vanilla-ish ice creams.