I was crossing Manhattan when the blackout hit and left my passenger before the 59th Street Bridge. Seeing the trekkers crossing the bridge, I determined to fill my empty car with people who needed a ride, especially since an Arab cabbie in Newark had given me a jump for free earlier in the afternoon - what comes around must go around. I ended up with an elderly Roumanian couple (who recommended Harmony Restaurant in Sunnyside) and a nurse from Tashkent who had just emerged from darkness underground and wasn't in condition to recommend anything. We braved Queens Blvd. to Forest Hills, and as I made my way back to Jackson Heights, faint from the heat and gridlock, I decided to take 108th St. to see if the Lemon Ice King of Corona was serving.
Yes!! I got a wonderfully frozen lemon ice for $2 and ate it across the street in the little triangle of a park across from the Italian delis and Parkside Italian Restaurant. I savored every last spoonful and decided to splurge on a $1 cherry ice to go - with real cherry pieces. There are about 25 flavors, and I've tried things like peanut butter, pistacchio and, I think, bubble gum in the past because I didn't understand how those flavors could taste good as ices. But everything has been good. I also really like the cantaloupe.
I've not seen the King mentioned on this board lately, but that little triangle at 108th and Corona Ave. is a hidden gem, and the ice is as good as the Italian sausage and Parkside. And it sure was an island of tranquility Thursday afternoon. They'll even pack your pints and quarts in insulated envelopes to help you get them home.
Now we just have to get through these few days of canned tuna in bottled sauce over pasta, and coffee with canned milk. Ah, well, it sounds like Detroit had it worse.