
My early childhood is best remembered as drives through the
countryside on Sunday afternoons, with stops to visit relatives along the way. This was followed by a trip to the Custard Stand, on the east side of town, for root beer
floats or ice cream sundaes. I’m talking real pop (that’s Wisconsin-speak for
soda) and honest-to-goodness real dairy-fresh ice cream.
The visits often included a stop to see an aunt's three solid acres of gladiolas, which she planted in a wild
array of colors. As I stared at those long-stemmed flowers, my young mind didn’t understand how she must have taken great pleasure in planting each gladiola bulb in spring, then watched the green leaves sprout and
rejoiced with the eventual budding of the perfect petals. If that was the case, her joy would have matched my own juvenile excitement at the first taste of a root beer float or chocolate-topped sundae.
Yes, Ithaca, New York . . . Two Rivers, Wisconsin is the birthplace of the original ice cream sundae!
Which food or other non-guilty pleasure did you enjoy,
sparingly, in your youth?
Link to site that shares the history of Root Beer: