I grew up in the 70s as the child of an executive at Howard Johnson’s. The only flavor in my freezer was Howard Johnson’s Mint Chocolate Chip ice cream.
However, I did not like Howard Johnson’s Mint Chocolate Chip ice cream.
I have to wonder how much different life would be if I’d had access to “Fernet Black Walnut” ice cream. Granted, I don’t know what a fernet is and I’ll be damned if I’m going to bother Googling it, but I would have preferred that to Mint Chocolate Chip any day of the week. I’m sorry Mr. Johnson.
My children – unaware how spoilt for choice they are – nonchalantly chose Passionfruit Apricot Sorbet and Green Tea Pistachio from the menu of flavors I had been wrongfully denied during my childhood. This reminds me, I need to regale them with stories of how I grew up with no iPad and only Mint Chocolate Chip. They love those stories.
After agonizing over choices like Salted Pretzel and Salt & Pepper Pinenut I opted for Salted Chocolate. There seems to be a salt theme, which I’m fine with as my body is mainly sodium and wine.
I also recall Vietnamese Coffee. Speaking of, I still haven’t forgiven Jane Fonda.
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