I Scream for Ice Cream

The last time I saw this ice cream was in my elementary school. So, it's quite a surprise to see it again, way here in Jakarta, as it is made in Surabaya, East Java.They have maintained the pure and fresh flavour that it brings up all the good old memories with my dad...some 30+ years ago, in a little town called Mojokerto, where I was born.

The ice cream was sold at the only place in town where you could seat and enjoy your ice cream properly. My dad used to take me there for an ice cream date. The cafe was actually a small terrace of a house by the street with only a few tables and chairs.

We would nible our ice creams while engaged in a daughter-father conversation, kinda girl talks (yes I have my first experience of a proper girl talk with him!). I would tell my Dad everything, from the killer teacher, annoying chick friends, to the most handsome boy at school I had a huge crush on...and he used to tell me how to make that guy noticed me, that I had existed in his universe hahaha...My dad is the best love & life adviser, awww....I miss him loads!