my friendly neighbourhood ice cream man is
Chinese,
always seen at nyte,
pai kiah looking with oak brown hair,
often forced to listen to my father's rants, boasts and whatever nots and he just smiles at them,
generous - always giving us an extra scoop on our ice cream campur and
he has a kitab Yaasin on his ice cream machine.
he's cooler than his ice creams. We call him pakcik Leman.
*i cant put up my Selangor photos yet because the collection isnt complete - some people are just too stingy. *HINT*