Ok, the ice cream is Joe’s. This stuff is good. Really good.
It is however made MUCH better by the addition of copious amounts of Milo.
For those of you who don’t know what the pure malted chocolate bliss of Milo is, go check out their site here
Funny how certain foods, smells and sounds will always take you back.
Something like Milo and ice cream is a food I have been eating since I was knee-high to a grass hopper. It was always a treat, a reward for being good on a warm summers day. Eaten outside, under the shade of a tree or with my legs dangling in the pool as I forced the stiff ice cream to acquiesce to my demands by pushing the Milo through it with a spoon with all my might. The reward of getting it right. Getting the consistency right. Getting the colouration right. Getting the long goopy syrupy trails of brown malted ice cream trailing off your spoon…
Equally important was getting it all over your face and hands and having to swim to wash it all off because that was just the way it was.
It is 3 degrees Celsius outside. I am 9200 kilometers and 30 odd years away from all of those memories yet still they settle in with the force of a dreamy sledgehammer. It’s marvelous what Milo can do for you.