Childhood memories without ice creams? How can that be? My earliest memories of ice cream revolves around two places – Michael’s Ice Creams and Sea Kings. While I was learning to drive, my grandfather used to tempt me with Sea Kings. I would drive along with him along the deserted, dusty lanes of Trichy and indulge in cutlets and ice cream.

Peach Melbas, Cassatas, Rocky Road, Faloodas and more. Sea Kings menu was quite extensive. If I try hard enough, I can smell the place and see the counters and backless stainless steel stools. Another piece of my childhood.

A treat to savour

Cool explosion in the mouth

Turn spoon for a lick

 

That cone of goodness

Pink tongue darting in and out

Frozen ambrosia

 

That round silver bowl

Mounds of snow, coloured snow

With cherry on top

 

Sticky and sweet hands

The orange cone disappears

And the tongue tingles

 

Rocky Road, Cassatta

Vanilla clings to the air

Falooda, Peach Melba

 

Celebrations, dates

Ice Cream always meant Sea Kings

Heartaches, heart breaks too

Tomorrow, J: Joys of childhood.