This brings back ancient childhood memories. Once every couple of weeks or so, my parents would pack us kids into the family station wagon, and we'd go to the local Carvel Soft Ice Cream Store (similar to this one) located in Shoemakersville, Pennsylvania, I was in sugar heaven.
I remember the first time I rode a bicycle by myself. I was probably five or six years old, and was using my older sister's bike, a big black, clunky thing.
I was on a slight downhill slope, so I didn't need to pedal. It was a girl's bike, so I knew I could easily jump off the pedals and onto the ground to stop myself anytime.
The thrill of moving without walking/running was utter ecstasy, and has lasted an entire lifetime.
True dis. Whenever I got sick as a kid, the only thing I was given to drink was Ginger Ale and/or Grapefruit Juice. And in either case, it had to be Canada Dry.
I doubt there's any medical justification for that. But it beat being limited to water. And hey, I always got better after a couple days of it.
