| “People came from all over everywhere,
and the picnic ground would be just packed with people,” says Gladys. “They’d
come on bicycles, and cars, and horses and wagons. They’d tie [the horses]
under the trees and stay there all afternoon.”
It was a weekend, in Margaretsville, and
the attraction was ice cream. Homemade, Handmade, Fresh Ice Cream.
There were three places in Margaretsville
where ice cream could be bought and eaten; The SurfSide, run by Winnie
and Gordon Aldred; Clarice & Abard Hutchins’ Ice Cream Parlour, and
Merry’s Ice Cream Parlour, run by Lou and Lizzie Merry; the one of the
three without a dance hall attached.
At Hutchins’ Ice Cream Parlour, there were
big swings. “They had great big heavy ropes like on boats and the framing
was made of telephone poles; adults, heavy people could be on them safely,”
says a resident. “We used them everyday,” says Gladys. “We would gather
there; the wharf, the parlours, and the swings. There wasn’t much ‘hanging
out’ though. There were too many chores to be done at home.”
On weekends through the summer, people
travelled to Margaretsville from Middleton, Kingston, and points in between.
“On picnic days the traffic would start at 7 a.m. There would be horses
and wagons from North Kingston, and crowds from the valley,” recalls Dorothy,
who worked with the Merrys, for 4 summers in the 1930s. “On a picnic day
Margaretsville was crawling with people.”
All three parlours made their ice cream
on the premises. At SurfSide, Gordon Aldred spent four days a week mixing
and freezing ice cream. And still, by the end of Sunday business, it was
all sold out, along with the box of 1,000 cones that had been opened for
the weekend. At Merry’s, Lou and Liz would arrive in the morning with big
milk cans filled with ‘formula.’ Formula was the mixture of eggs and cream
that formed the basis of all the ice cream they sold. The cream came from
the MacKenzie Creamery in Middleton, the eggs from local Margaretsville
hens. In the parlour, Lizzie made the flavourings, and Lou would crank
the ice cream machine, and freeze the final product, a job that often lasted
all day, as he tried to keep stock ahead of the sales.
At Merry’s, there were at least 6 flavours
everyday. Vanilla, maple-walnut, and orange-pineapple were added from big
glass jars that were bought ready-made, and delivered on Ritcey’s truck.
There was strawberry, made with fruit Lou had preserved herself; grapenut;
and caramel, made on the stove from brown sugar. “It would smoke, and even
burn,” Dorothy remembers, “But it was famous, Lizzie’s caramel.”
At the SurfSide, there were sometimes eight
flavours, with butterscotch and chocolate added to the menu. It was a standing
joke, that customers would ask for the list of flavours, and after hearing
them all, would opt for the first one named.
The price sounds low, 5 cents for a cone,
holding all the ice cream that would fit. For 20 cents you could treat
yourself to a Banana Royal.
“Banana Royals,” sighs Gladys. “In a boat
shaped dish. There was a split banana, 3 scoops ice cream, of different
kinds, maybe even 2 more on top, then sauce on top and nuts; peanuts usually,”
Dorothy adds that there were all kinds of sauces; fruit, and marshmallow,
chocolate and caramel. And it was all topped off with whipped cream, walnuts,
and a cherry.
Betty, a niece of the Aldreds, remembers
that on Sunday afternoons when Merrys was closed, and the SurfSide was
really busy, the front door was open to let customers in, and the back
door opened to let them out, to avoid congestion at the counter.
On dance nights; Winnie Aldred would spend
time waxing the floor, and moving all the tables out of the way. At the
12 o’clock, when the musicians had an intermission, dancers would swarm
to Merry’s, and put tables together for pop and banana royals. The Merrys
and Dorothy were lucky to finish their workday by 2 a.m.
“It would be fun to have one of those days
again,” says Dorothy, “Just one.”
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