Some people assume kids are our biggest, and most enthusiastic, customers. We think they’d be surprised at how often adults lose their control at the sight of ice cream. Even big, hulking tattoo-covered men. Case in point: our warm reception at the Tattoo Expo two weeks ago, held somewhat incongruously at City Hall. If you’ve been there before to listen to classical music, you might not have recognised it, covered in posters and black surgical gloves and topless people keeping very, very still. Actually, the sound was the strangest thing to me: the constant, surrounding buzz of tattoo pens, full throttle.
It was pretty fascinating, and we felt very welcome, even if Marianne and I were the only two people in the building who weren’t sporting tattoos.
And despite strict instructions not to get tattooed on shift, at least three of our scooper (that we discovered, anyway!) couldn’t resist temptation and snuck off to get some more ink applied to their already relatively inked bodies.
Does that last one look familiar?
Yep, it’s inspired by our wonderful, handpainted curtains at The Creamery HQ, made by Jesse Breytenbach. After Marianne stopped hyperventilating (coulda been worse, M – no one got our logo permanently etched on their bodies!) we all thought it was pretty cool.
