Strawberry marshmallow popsicle

The snow bar is a child's memory of summer, in the absence of refrigerators and freezers, a wooden box with a broken cotton covered in snow strips, hanging on the side of a 28-inch bike, an advanced freezer with a commercial mind, a one-to-two cent that can eat a luxury, ice, hard, a little sugar flavor, sometimes shared by sister-in-law, each licking a few sips, and then, at the most happy hour, others stare at him and fear being swallowed by him. The streets are now full of sweet shops and snow bares, which are no longer rare, and they can do whatever they want at home. In the absence of strawberries, the arrival of Farov strawberry marshmallows has brought some cooling for this early autumn. The powdered strawberry red, the light strawberry fragrance, the sweetness that replaces the sugar with the milk, is sweet。