A few days ago we had a taste for Ice-cream. No not the stuff that comes from the market... but for the nostalgia of the ice-cream truck... with the music. Today It showed up. Going nice and slow. Staffed by a grandmother (pictured above) her daughter (not pictured) and her grand-daughter (pictured). We had a taste for a Banana Split and a cup of vanilla with chocolate sauce. As we were completing our purchases a group of visiting teens came up... got in line. A bit of a wait for one. Ah the impatience of youth.
What a wonderful way to glide into the late afternoon.