Chocolate-Covered Pops

The first time I met a proper chocolate-covered pop, I was in my late teens during a sticky summer in Barbados. It was one of the first summers I did not go abroad, and I spent my days on the porch writing poetry. The ice cream truck sluggishly drove past my house, and I wanted something cold that day. The first time I bit into a chocolate-covered pop—I mean a good one—was back in 1998: The chocolate coating was thick and cracked into big shards of sweetness; the ice cream was rich and crea