The Doux reminds me of the ice cream truck and the lady in the park with the flavored syrup to pour over scraped ice in a cup. Ladies and gents, The Doux was and is a reminder of a time when nothing matter but which park you’d meet your friends to play double dutch, cop and permit free bbq’s in the local park. Freeze tag and hopscotch. Swings that now make me dizzy and climbing and jumping over fences to play in the pool after dark. The Doux reminds me of fun, of good times.
