Ice Cream Music
June 3, 2007
I was making dinner in the early evening yesterday, and I heard that familiar music wafting closer and closer. An ice cream truck! It drove slowly down my side street in Cambridge.
I wasn’t in the mood for ice cream, but I wanted to endorse the concept, so I grabbed my wallet and ran to the door. The truck was driving the right speed for a bunch of excited kids to catch it. But I just couldn’t bring myself to act *that* young. So I watched lovingly as the truck reached the end of the street and turned left out of sight and earshot.
I’m back from a fascinating trip to New Orleans. I’ll be posting on that and other things soon…