Cherry for me, my grandma would always have it and it was always delicious.
(I ask this as I am eating cherry ice cream)
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Spumoni. They even make that anymore. Probably only in the Mediterranean area.
Orange sherbet in a cone. My grandfather used to get it for me after taking me to the park to play when I was around 4-6 or so. He passed away almost a decade ago and every time I have some, I think of him. He was the best.
Orange sherbet was also a thing my step dad gave me, he’d always be excited to bring it home.
Boysenberry
that’s also great for meat, minus the ice cream part
What is it made of?
I would imagine boysenberries. 😅
Ooo, That’s super cool!
It’s like, all the berries combined.
Bryers vanilla would if it was the same as it used to be. That was my go to add a kid. It sucks now.
Plain old vanilla. We used to get those big gallon buckets of ice cream cause they were cheap.
Hokey Pokey ice cream. It’s a vanilla ice cream with honey comb pieces inside of it. I’m positive that most kiwi kids would answer the same way. A close second is boysenberry ice cream.
Same! Passionfruit also. Mmmm.
Boysenberry. It’s weirdly become very rare at least where I live. It used to be quite common
Back in my home country we had this “cream” flavor that was like a mild yellow colored vanilla buttercream. I’ve never been able to find the exact equivalent in the US. Closest are panna cotta or butter (ie: butter pecan)
I don’t even remember who made them, but the little single serve cups of chocolate ice cream with the wooden spoon
chip’n’mint
I learned to like it because of Johnny Test, it still is great.
Same. I didn’t care for it much. My dad always got the good stuff, vanilla.
SUPERMAN!
Honeycomb, from the northern Irish ice cream shop that was Queen Elizabeth’s favourite. The only shop they ever made outside of NI was in Windsor as the queen liked it.
Did it involve honeycombs?
Whisky & Ginger, from the front at Whitby Harbour.
Ooo, that sounds like a smacker.
How does it melt?
Hoodsie cups in the northeast.
Oh, and Snickers ice cream. It conjures up images of vacationing in Holland or Denmark and trying to fish for crabs with a cord and a cracked open clam. For some reason I feel like the clam tastes like the caramel from the Snickers.
