a tin roof at the palace
Growing up, I know that there were a number of words my parents got sick of hearing my sister and I repeat ad nauseam, and two of those words were ‘penguin’ and ‘palace.’ Penguin Palace was the place to go to get ice cream in the summertime and when I was a kid it was the only game in town. We almost always went in the evening after swimming or showering and my attire was usually lightweight pajamas and wet hair.
I completely love that Penguin Palace looks just the same today as it did then – from the blue wood trim to the windows almost totally obscured by handmade posters advertising all the yummy treats that could be whipped up for you from behind the glass. It was my mom who introduced us to the tin roof sundae – vanilla soft serve covered with chocolate syrup and peanuts. She always got that, and the rest of us often did, too.
PS – I wasn’t completely happy with the pictures I took there last night (including this one) so I might have to go back for a redo, which will be delicious.