As the heat continues to increase here heading into summer, frozen treats are really the perfect option. When I was a kid, I’d chase the ice cream truck around to get whatever amazing thing they had to offer. I liked banana Bomb Pops a lot, something I couldn’t find a reference for, so now I think I dreamed them, but also those Strawberry Shortcake ice cream bars. Searching for these things made me crave them again so I started looking for healthier options with fruit instead. I’m determined to try to make something like this during the summer, but will probably enlist the services of Philippe because even frozen, it’s still a bit like cooking. And I’m rubbish at that. As a kid I also loved the freeze pops or those plastic tubes of colorful liquid that we’d have waiting in the freezer. Mine were some sort of off-brand, as I don’t even remember a label, and my favorite were the blue ones because food just shouldn’t be blue and I felt like a rebel. As an added bonus it would turn your tongue blue, or really more of a purple color, which made it even more fun.
I kind of want to try this kind of treat again, but can’t quite bring myself to risk the food coloring. So, I’ve already started priming the idea with Philippe and he seemed interested. Perhaps there will be some sort of frozen treat in my future, carefully reconstructed without all the poison. Which yeah, sort of takes the carefree fun out of it, but it’s probably for the best. Honestly, left to my own devices I probably wouldn’t last very long. I’m impulsive and tend to just jump and DO whatever comes to mind. It’s actually nice to have someone who helps me show a bit of restraint when it really matters. But, oh, I miss those days as a kid when I didn’t wonder or worry about anything. Blue food was just cool, and I happily enjoyed it! Chips that looked a bit too orange yet tasted amazing? Bring ’em on! It was just a fun time. I can’t imagine what all of those horrible foods did to my system, but the fun part was, I simply never had to care.
Today, I’ve grown up and grown more sensible for the most part. While I do try to watch my general health, I refuse to give up my other childlike tendencies. That impulsive nature to just chase ideas is something I’ll fight to keep until I die. I never want to be so sensible that I forget how to dream properly. By that, I mean, stopping that silly adult critic who thinks he knows how everything should work. That voice that tells me things aren’t possible or won’t happen like I wish that they would. He’s a jerk. And he’s so wrong. Things will always turn out awesome just because I took the time to make them happen. And by awesome, I simply mean they will be incredible things that are brand new. Things that I can’t fully picture, but just know there’s something there. And the end result will be far different than I imagined. But, like all good stories, it will be surprising, yet inevitable. The exact thing that should happen next. Just like those hot days chasing after the ice cream truck in pursuit of those amazing summer frozen treats.
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M. Graham Watercolors: Quinacridone Rose, Gamboge, Azo Orange, Burnt Sienna and Ultramarine Blue. Lamy Al-Star Safari Fountain Pen with sepia ink in an A6 Hahnemühle Watercolor Book.