singapore: street ice cream
One of the stranger things I’ve eaten on the streets of Singapore is not any animal viscera or a strange fungus, but an ice cream sandwich … literally … an ice cream sandwich. As I was strolling down Orchard Rd on a given tropic night, my mood was best described as moist; I saw the vendor on the corner selling ice cream (oh, sweet relief!). So I walked up, quickly looked over the flavor list and picked ‘taro’. The man proceeded to take out a large block of ice cream, cut off a wedge and placed it gently in a slice of bread. No ordinary slice of white bread, but rather a pink and green swirled (ordinary) ’white bread’ – forming the most literal of ice cream sandwiches.
I have to say that I kind of love it. It’s the sort of thing that makes one nostalgic even if you’ve never eaten it before. I can just imagine loving this as a child. The ice cream is light and creamy. The bread by itself is just a touch sweet.
And the bread absorbs any ice cream that might melt in the Singapore heat… that is if it lasts long enough to melt at all.