ice cream

"I love to be among the little children, sir! How I love to hear their prattle and their little voices lisping merry rhymes! Oh, sir! Can you think of a more innocent way of earning a living, than to sell good ice-cream at modest prices to little children, after so many years of selling tricks to dirty old men. Why, each day in that white, well-scrubbed, shining ice-cream parlour was a positive purification! Don't you think sir, that in heaven we shall all eat nothing but ice-cream?"

from : Nights at the Circus by Angela Carter