Welcome back to Lisa and Bite Size memoir. Lisa has made some decisions on her break about her blogligation and although bite size is changing just very slightly it will still work well for all of us. In fact we were asked to throw a die to decided which topic we would take on. Honestly, I threw the die and came up with ice cream which is an important part of my life.
This process also bought to mind a phase of my life where having read Luke Rheinhardt’s The Dice Man I decided that I too would also live my life by the die. This was where you would write on a piece of paper six options, number them. Whatever number you threw you then lived that option on your piece of paper. Whereas the main character in the book wrote options that were outlandish and for the criminally insane as well as the mundane, I could not bring myself to write options that were outside my own moral code. It was still an interesting exercise.
If you want to join in this weeks challenge you’ll have to be quick as they are due by the 22nd September. I’m cutting it fine but here is my response to the prompt ice cream.
Ice cream played a large part in my life. As a child ice cream was a treat. We ate dessert twice a week. My mother disliked custard and cream so they weren’t options. We wanted ice cream but my mother denied us this treat as it was expensive. My father would start the chorus ” I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream.” My brother and I would join in and eventually my mother would cave in. My parents used ice cream as a bribe to get me to tasks I didn’t want to do. Later in life, in an anorexic phase, my love of ice cream helped me survive. I ate ice cream almost exclusively gaining protein, nutrients and fat from it. Later, in England we saw some cassata ice cream at Tescos. With no refrigeration we bought it and ate the entire tub in the car park. Yes I love ice cream.