The homes in my neighborhood were, for the most part, built in the '40s -- postwar bungalows built for returning GIs. Over the decades Pacific Beach has grown up, kind-of, but it's still the kind of town that turns over quickly. I can't keep up with the storefronts on PB's main drag; it seems that only the thrift stores, Filippi's Pizza, and a few select others have remained the same for more than a decade. One of those 'select others' is none other than Mr. Frostie.
1949! That's old around these parts!
It'a a local landmark for anyone who grew up here. I did not, but my kids are, and it is a true family favorite. You know, the kind of favorite that works well for kiddy bribes?
But what's not to love?? It's got delicious soft serve ice cream that they dunk in those crazy flavored dips that immediately harden, then crack when bit into. Umm, butterscotch dip on vanilla. And honestly, cherry dip over chocolate ain't too shabby either.
But butterscotch remains the family favorite
So much so that we thought it was only right that it be baby girl's first encounter with ice cream
Judge not lest ye be judged...
Umm, umm, good.
Apart from the soft serve dip top, Mr. Frostie also boasts good ol' fashion wood signs,
and cool paraphernalia that folks like to wear in far-away lands so they can get their photos displayed on the Mr. Frostie side window.
We decided we're going to get ourselves some of those famous T-shirts and get our photos taken in some intriguing distant place.
6 comments:
and you never took me there because??
Reminds me of Foster Freeze where I grew up.
Boy Cappi is getting so old!
Love, Mom
Oh I love this! Great post, Beth. Love the summertime ice cream treat of it all.
Cappi is big, but Merrell is a veritable woman! An adorable one.
xxxEllie
What fun! I particularly like the baby taste test, with arm restraints in place to make sure the only surface coated with ice cream is her face! I think that dress came from my girl, and whenever she wore it, I would remember having seen it on my sister Jane's girl!
Great one, Beth
Because, mom, you're always shiving when you are here to begin with, lol.
And Jacquie, that get up she is wearing is actually my shirt. (I know, ice cream and improper clothing on the poor baby, but Merrell insisted.)
I do know the dress of which you speak, though, and don't worry, we still do have it, it's put away waiting for baby girl to grow into it.
beth
well, shivering, anyway :-)
b
Obviously a freudian slip...digs from Mom and all that.
Given that I still put ice in my beer in frigid San Diego, I could probably down a soft ice cream cone with hard chocolate covering. Just need to add that 4th layer of clothing.
Love, Mom
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