Never too cold for icecream

The boy-child experiences his first ice-cream from the famous Berthillon glacier on the Île Saint-Louis in Paris. Image: Su Leslie 2006

I’m on a bit of a nostalgia ride at the moment — remembering family holidays especially.

In 2006 a conference the Big T had to attend took us all to Paris in early March. It was bitterly cold (particularly as we’d come from a very hot Auckland summer), but someone suggested to the boy-child he try ice-cream from Berthillion … and you know how it is, who could let a few (very few) degrees come between a boy and a sweet icy confection.

From memory the flavours were chocolate and blood orange.

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