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Ice cream it is

I doubt whether the world holds for anyone a more soul stirring surprise than the first adventure with ice-cream. ~ Heywood Broun


I don't think this is the kiddo's first ice cream. But I remember I bought this for him because its blue color was very attractive and I thought it would match his blue shirt and blue watch. It would also please his Grandma whose favorite color is blue. The other reason was he wanted to stay in the mall to check out the latest Ultraman dolls. I wanted to go home so I bribed him with ice cream.


History repeats itself. When I was little my father would buy me ice cream and I would forget that I wanted something else which I knew he didn't want to give. When a massive coronary felled him, I made sure there were loads of ice cream on top of a catered lunch I hosted for approximately 300 family and friends. The sweet, cold, creamy dessert must have worked wonders on the sombre mood. At the reception hall I heard this exchange between a cousin and her innocent, little daughter:

"Mommy, is it Grandpa's birthday?"

"What? Why? Didn't we just bury Grandpa?"

"I knew it. It's Grandpa's birthday ice cream."


"You can't buy happiness. But you can buy ice cream and that's kind of the same thing."

Not that ice cream made me feel better after having just buried my father. I remained in shock and could not cry. But the brain freeze from several scoops did manage to numb the pain of losing him.


When the Eagles came to Bangkok in 2011 tickets sold out like hot ice cream. I was beyond disappointed and must have worn a scowl to the classroom because a student asked, and I whined. It turned out she and her husband run a concert-organizing company. Hello connections! Ten hours later I was to savor Seven Bridges Road live from a strategic seat. 

Ice cream was of course immediately in order.

Comments

  1. Hi Hazel,

    I'm so glad you got to see the Eagles play. More importantly, I'm happy to learn that you're an ice cream lover too! (It's my favorite dessert.)

    Happy Blue Monday!

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  2. Fun and yummy shots.
    It's a pity I can't eat ice cream. I may count on hot chocolate :)

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  3. Sweet photos and sweet ice cream~ and a real cute boy ~ carol, xo

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  4. The inventor of ice cream deserves a special place in heaven, don't you think?

    Mary Accented with Red

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  5. Ice Cream does seem to soothe the emotions.
    I'm sure your Dad knew you were celebrating his life with a favorite thing.
    Nice tribute and great post.

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  6. What an INSPIRATIONAL idea!
    ROG, ABC Wednesday team

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  7. I'm drying to see them perform but the tickets are always way beyond my price range.

    Ice cream is comfort food. It has cured so many heartbreaks in its lifetime.

    Ewok's ABC WEDNESDAY

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  8. It indeed WAS your father's birthday! Wisdom from a child! I love all kinds of ice-cream, too, and it was my mother's favourite dessert of all time.

    Leslie
    abcw team

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  9. The first quote reminded me of my son's first time to have ice cream. Because of possible allergies our doctor recommenced that he have no dairy product until he was a year old. A good friend of mine could hardly wait until he could feed my son some ice cream. He was able to do so at my son's first birthday party and was very disappointed when my son wouldn't eat it. My son has changed his mind and now loves ice cream. An Arkie's Musings

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  10. Father's can be relied on for ice-cream, sweet and sad memories. I've never seen an ice cream presented your last photo, would love to try that
    Joy - ABC Team

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