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The sweet word that is “Summer” brings many thoughts to

mind such as warm air, freshly bloomed flowers, the beach, no

school, and most importantly ice cream. Ice cream is such a

staple when it comes to just about anything. Whether you’re

getting it to celebrate good grades or to mourn after a

heart-break, ice cream is always involved. I strongly believe that it can

fix just about anything. When it comes to summer though, all I

think about is the instant cooling relief that the first taste of ice

cream gives me after a long day of being outside with the sun

glaring down. In this month's issue, everyone on the Junto staff

has picked a frozen treat and related it to one of their favorite

summer activities. 

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what do WE think?

Ice Cream and Summer Days

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Chocolate Ice Cream

Sienna Walenciak // People Editor Chocolate ice cream has continued to retain its status as

one of the most popular, loved ice cream flavors and for good reason -- there’s nothing better on a hot day than a scoop of the decadent sweet treat on top of a cone or in a cup. One of the most popular brands of ice cream, and chocolate specifically, is Hershey.

While Hershey is one of the largest chocolate manufac-turers in the world, it also has a world-class family theme park in the aptly named town of Hershey. Hersheypark is one of the most popular amusement parks in Pennsylva-nia. It boasts 14 roller coasters and attractions such as Hershey’s Chocolate World, where you can tour how chocolate is made and even make your own candy bar!

With a water park, classic family rides, and Hershey characters primed to take a selfie with you, chil-dren and adults alike can make the sweetest memories all year long. (Yes! They are even open during Christmastime.)

As a child, my family and I made countless trips to Hersheypark (many times overnight!) to enjoy coasters, games, the zoo, and live shows. Although I’m older now, I still love visiting this Pennsylvania hotspot (it’s like having a mini Disney World in my own backyard!) and taking full advantage of all they have to offer. Every time I get a cone of Hershey’s chocolate ice cream, I’m transported back to being a kid in line -- waiting to see if I’m tall enough to ride the coasters, strolling the walkways of the park, and screaming wildly on every ride. Amusement parks are one of the best ways to spend your summer days, and Hershey’s chocolate ice cream only gets me more excited for it!

Summer. Campfires. S’mores. All of it. If there is one American classic that will arguably never die out, it’s a campfire. The classic toasting of a marshmallow of a wood-pile fire, mixed with a typi-cal lawn chair, smelling like smoke, and laughing as ashes pop up from the fire hit one of your friends is a sensational feeling. Noth-ing can really compare to just not beNoth-ing on your phones and shar-ing stories about each other’s complex lives. As an ice-cream fla-vor, specifically Ben and Jerry’s take on it, is debatably one of the most iconic flavors out there. Not only is S'mores a hit with all age groups, but Vegan Treats in Bethlehem is by far the best. The fact that the ice-cream is a classic Vegan recipe and tastes so rich in all the best ways truly makes for an unbeatable flavor. The first taste brings you back to your childhood: a campfire with your family and neighborhood friends. For the parents out there, they would enjoy their BYOB session; meanwhile us children would have a blast taking a Hershey’s chocolate bar, a marshmallow, and two graham crackers and just eat as many as we could until we felt sick. Gazing up at the night stars afterwards and just laying on the grass or a blanket is like a summertime-postlude. If there is one activity that will never become a generational gap, it is a campfire night with the delectability of a s'mores taste. 

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Branden Cunard // P.O.V Editor

S’mores Ice Cream

Ice cream in a miniature baseball helmet. At almost any major league baseball game you can find these classic treats to enjoy. For me, this type of dessert represents more than just a major league baseball game but also a staple in almost every summer I have lived: baseball. From playing, to watching, to coaching, baseball has had a huge impact on my summer and my life. Baseball represents vacation. It represents fun. It represents a challenge. However, above all it represents family. Although you may look at the soft serve in the miniature baseball helmet and just see ice cream, I see memories and moments that will stay with me forever.

Baseball Ice Cream

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Alania Mariano // Editor-In-Chief

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Rolled ice cream first became popular in Thai-land as a popular street dessert, but soon made its way to the U.S.

as a fan favorite. Its unique prepara-tion, toppings, and flavors have circled the internet and is now one of the most popular summer dessert. If you have never heard of rolled ice cream, it is a type of ice cream that is made directly in front of you on a freezing cold round iron. To make this delicious dessert, milk and toppings are put on the iron to make a liquid ice cream base. The ingredients are mixed together us-ing a choppus-ing and spreading type of motion. Lastly, the most popular and

satisfying part, is the rolling. After spreading the ice cream all across the iron, it is then rolled into pieces like the ones viewed in the picture. You also have the option to finish it off with extra toppings or whipped cream!

This dessert has always been one of my fa-vorites because it reminds me of being on the

boardwalk in the summer. Because I only buy this type of ice cream when I am normally on

the boardwalk, it is extra special to me when I do order it. I enjoy taking

videos of the

process and watch-ing my dessert get made in front of me. Although the wait for this ice cream can be long depending on the night, it is definite-ly worth it to try! In honor of writing this article, I took a trip to the Forks ice cream shop, The Ice Cream Lounge, to try this dessert once again. I chose the Oreo rolled ice cream option,

however you can pick whatever you want to add in! I also asked if they could put whipped cream and an Oreo piece on top for aesthetic purposes!

Whether you are going on vacation or want to try it at home, this is the perfect treat to try during the summertime!

June 2021 Points Of View

Creamy chocolate, gooey marshmallows, and crunchy peanuts are what come to mind when I imagine rocky road ice cream. It has a little bit of everything, making it an interesting flavor. This ice cream is good for the soul, as is hiking. Our senses are awakened when we hike. When I hike, I feel connected to Earth’s roots and it makes me grateful for the resources the planet has to offer. The adrenaline that hiking gives me is unmatched. Late summer into early autumn is the prime time to hike. Warm days and warm evenings-- right before nights start to cool down. And nothing is better than ending a hike on a warm August day than rocky road ice cream. Rocky road ice cream reminds me of hiking because it resembles trail mix-- a staple hiking snack. The core ingredients in both this ice cream flavor and trail mix stay the same, and from there is when people can throw in whatever they like. So, grab your rocky road ice cream and head to the trails.

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Mallika Pal // Places Editor

Rocky Road

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I absolutely love a good summer thunderstorm. When the day ends up being humid, hot, and cloudy, a thunderstorm is the wel-come end to the weather. It is a time when everyone naturally seeks shelter, and feels like the only piece of cooler weather in the warmer summer months. A rainy summer day can often be my favorite; to me it means watching movies, reading a good book, doing puzzles, or sitting by a window watching the storm pass. These activities are also a calming, relaxing retreat after a long day of enjoyable, but tiring, summer adventures such as a hike, swim, or day at an amusement park. And it is only natural on such a rainy day to have some coffee ice cream, as in the cooler months, a rainy day is associated with a mug of hot tea or coffee. It’s the taste of a warm cup of Joe, but in summer form. Coffee ice cream has very little caffeine, so I think it is perfectly accept-able to eat at night, when thunderstorms usually occur. Some of my favorite moments after a long summer day are listening to the pitter-patter of rain on a roof and being able to finally wear a sweater instead of a t-shirt and shorts. Coffee is symbolically cozy to me, and so are thunderstorms, so in my opinion, they belong together and are a memorable part of my summer.

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Steven McDonald // Copy Editor The difference between Gelato and Ice

cream could be considered semantics, as both contain the same ingredients of milk, sugar, and air, but they hold different

places in my heart personally. Traveling has been something that I have done

throughout my life, mostly in Europe, a lit-tle of Asia when I was just about under six, and this summer probably a good bit of the US. A million things come to mind when being asked what your first thought is when you hear a word, and when I what I thought about for ice cream I thought Lemon Gelato and Rome.

Traveling is made memorable by experi-encing things, be it a walk on a mountain-ous path, with waterfalls surrounding you, a boat ride in a swamp, or viewing any number of ancient temples of cathedrals. It’s deeply personal, as you can plan your trip yourself, be given ideas by stories from friends, or even just go backpacking across a country looking to see what you can find, and it isn’t about seeing the world, or go-ing all the places everyone knows. One of my greatest experiences traveling was

when I joined a summer camp in Germany, and we went hiking to a nearby town from our camp-ing site. I hiked 12 miles at about 9 years old with a heavy bag on my back, and when we reached the village, going to the mayor’s office, we asked if and where we could stay, and the only place that they had available for us was the nearby fire station. It was a terrible night, but what I remember so clearly was walking by the nearby wheat fields while singing marching songs for hours.

Traveling is what you make of it, and there are so many memorable things that you could experi-ence with just a little bit of planning, but what might really stick out in the end may just be a ran-dom parlor at the end of a road, serving 3 big scoops of lemon Gelato for about 2 bucks.

Lemon Gelato

Rainbow sherbet is not the most popular, but is one my favorites. It’s not

real-ly considered an ice cream or a sorbet. It is made with fruit and water and this

one is made up of orange, raspberry and lime flavors. I remember on a hot

and sunny day at my grandma's house this would be the go to for me! During

visits, my cousin and I would be at the park for hours running around and

when we finally left we would be so dehydrated. Since there was not air

condi-tioning, we would cool ourselves off with a fan. Then there would be a big

tub of rainbow sherbet in the freezer waiting to be opened. We would sit by

the fan eating the delicious desert watching Nickelodeon.

Nailah Lockhart // Photography Editor

Rainbow She

rbet

Gabriella Feltmann // Copy Editor

There’s someone in my neighborhood who tends to go overboard with summer fireworks. I don’t know who they are, but at least once every few weeks during the summer, I can remember hearing the crack of fireworks and seeing the colors in the sky. It’s become a bit of a game for me: when I hear that pop, I try my best to find the firework before it fades. Other nights, the ice cream truck would stop, I’d buy an ice pop, and I’d save it for later that night, when my dad starts up a fire and the neighbor sets off their fireworks. Those fireworks are in the background of quite a few of my summer memories. I’ve also gone to a bunch of the firework shows at the Iron Pigs stadium. I loved watching as a trail of sparks exploded out from behind the giant Coca Cola bottle. I didn’t en-joy the actual baseball games nearly as much. But the real fun displays always come on the Fourth of July. I know, cliche. But my family would head to Lake Wallenpaupack, and every year we would go out on the lake and watch the fireworks. We pack a cooler full of fun treats, and I’d pack a Rocket Pop or two to snack on while we watched. The lights

would explode and I’d hear cheering from all around me as the groups of people that had gathered together to watch would clap and shout. And I’d watch, and smile, and eat my red, white, and blue Rocket Pop.

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From age 8 to the present… (age undisclosed, just oldAF, as the kids say), one of my favorite times of the year was the first week

of August. As the child of a teacher, we only ever went on va-cation once a year and ALWAYS in the summer. Our

destination? Long Beach Island, New Jersey. I have so many fond memories, from getting up before dawn to beat the shore traffic to feverishly searching for the elu-sive “goat” who allegedly lived along the steeps of route 78, (I later found this out to be a parental device to “distract” me into looking out the windows and not asking repeat-edly ‘how much further, noooowwww?’), to the history lessons along the Garden State Parkway, (did you know the Hindenburg crashed in Lakehurst NJ, May 6, 1937?), crossing nineteen lanes of 80 mph traf-fic on the Driscoll bridge to get in the far left lane of the Parkway, to finally seeing EXIT 63  in the distance. Even though we usually sat on Route 72 for an hour to get to the Causeway, I always felt we were there once we got off the Parkway, and saw all the fa- miliar sights as we got closer and closer to the Island. Then, over the Causeway, stay to the right, turn onto the Boulevard, windows down 60’s tunes playing, Mom’s fingers tapping on the dash, Dad complaining about the other Dads’ driving, me squished in the backseat be-tween the cooler, the box fan, and everyone’s pillows all the way to Beach Haven. I wouldn’t trade those memories for the world.  

Unpacking the car was, (and still is), a chore, but a far happier one than packing it back up seven days later, slightly crispy from a week of forgetting to reapply sunscreen, eating sandwiches

vaguely crunchy with sand, dodging Cheezit loving seagulls, and digging holes to China. A con-stant on those sultry Jersey Shore days were the hourly visits from the Ice Cream Man. The jingle jangle could be heard several blocks away, giving you plenty of time to beg your mom to dig

through the beach bag and find a dollar. She always claimed to not have any money with her, but this was a ruse designed to elicit all manner of promises and blood oaths to behave if she only could find some loose change.

She always did.

The Good Humor Toasted Almond bar would be frozen rock solid and would inevitably drip down my little hands, mixing with sand, indistinguishable from toasted almonds, by the way, and become a permanent part of my childhood memories. One I try to relive every year. And always will.

The Staff of the Junto

Advisor - Jeannine N Capecci Editor-in-Chief - Alania Mariano Points of View - Branden Cunard

Places - Mallika Pal People - Sienna Walenciak Photography - Nailah Lockhart

Copy Editors Colette Potter Gabriella Feltmann Isaak Torres Rachel Arzoumanian Steven McDonald Julia Vinci Off Leash Editors

Kellie Painter Julianna LoPiccolo