Sketch Series 3: When I was little...

If there's one thing I remember growing up - It's the weekly visits of the ice cream man around our neighborhood. We call it "Sorbetes" and we also call it "Dirty Ice Cream" - (I don't know why it's called Dirty Ice Cream). The taste and texture is somewhat similar to a Gelato. Here in the U.S., kids flock outside when they hear the state-of-the-art sounds of the ice cream truck. Back home, the sounds of the ringing hand bell and the squeaky, colorful, two-wheeled wooden cart always made us scramble and search for loose change. Hey, the loose change always bought me two scoops of ice cream :)