Erin SchulerEnglish 101-3511/13/12I Scream For Ice CreamIce cream has been around for many centuries, in fact, according to ice-cream-freaks.com, America first became familiarized with it in the 1700’s. It is a mystery to me how Americans went without ice cream up until that point. Since I was little, I have greatly enjoyed the cool, smooth taste of ice cream and do not know what I would do without it.Growing up, I lived about 20 minutes away from any kind of store or business, so going places was quite the treat. But the biggest treat of all was when my mom would bring my siblings and me to Hill Crest to get ice cream; usually it only happened when we behaved while running errands. Hill Crest was a large building with a giant cow statue in the front, which is why we all called it “the big cow”. Walking through the doors I instantly felt the rush of cool air and hurried to the counter. At the counter was a glass window that stood between me and the ice cream. When I stood on my tiptoes I could see through the glass and look at the many containers full of different flavored ice cream. My eyes widened as I looked at all the delicious flavors, but I knew exactly what I wanted, it was the flavor I got every time, two large scoops of Blue Moon ice cream. It is a very light, baby blue color and has a distinct and unforgettable taste. The most special thing about this ice cream was that it was not available in stores, only at “the big cow”. My experience at Hill Crest started my love for ice cream, although my mom was always there to monitor the amount I ate. Later in my life I moved to the city of Kiel, and was much farther away from Hill Crest so we no longer went there.
Although, we weren’t close to Hill Crest we were only a minute away from Dairy Queen. Here, tasteful ice cream was within walking distance! Also, I was at the point of my life where I was old enough to afford my own things and make my own decisions.