Would Ice Cream by Any Other Color, Taste as Sweet?
I arrive at the Philadelphia 30th Street train station minutes before 5pm. A Happy Hour. I make a stop at the ice cream parlor and ask the waitress for a single scoop of Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough. Minutes later, I’m perplexed when I realize I’ve exchanged four dollars for a cup of bright blue goo. My ice cream is not the cookie-bespeckled vanilla I’ve grown to trust for happy hours. Instead, it bears a playful hue of blue- the blue advertisers employ to sell cartoons, candies and puppets to impressionable small children. I inquire. “ I think I asked for Cookie Dough and this looks like some sort of Candy Floss flavor?” The waitress urges me, politely yet excitedly, to taste my ice cream. I oblige. And with sudden comprehension and delight, I exclaim, “Ohhh, it’s Cookie Monster Blue!” #lesamericains