Back again from that other blog, Updates, Raymon. Frankly I'm not really too sorry to be away so long. Keeping blogs straight according to what is happening requires focus, which I seem to be in short supply of these days.
But I did want to share this little tale I wrote on Updates, Raymon with all of Apt. 3 G readers. It just a memory really. Life then and now...enjoy.
Tonight we had a tasty treat, a Dove Ice
Cream bar.
That single luscious indulgence is a trip
down memory lane for us.
Walking NYC's 5th Avenue from lower Manhattan
to the Christmas Tree at Rockefeller Center on Christmas Eve became our
tradition back in the 1980s. One of those years, we tasted roasting chestnuts,
yuck. Trust me, the song is so much better.
Some time around 1985 I think, we were
approached by a rolling refrigerated cart and a young man, equally
refrigerated. As I recall, we all were refrigerated. It was freezing but no one
seemed to mind. It was the perfect weather for Christmas Eve in New York City.
[You know, this could have been a street
festival in China Town. Christmas Eve makes a better story. Proceed.]
The young man approached us with a test
product called Dove Bars. They were not yet on the market. He was passing them
out, asking folks to give them a try and what they thought.
Its been almost 30 years since that original
Dove Bar. My 1st in NYC. Tonight was my 2nd in NYC.
I'm glad we got to try it all those years
ago. Kinda makes you wonder if something we said had anything to do with them
being here today.
excuse me, my mind is going to wonder now...
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