La Rosa Fruit Bars & Ice Cream

Summers and La Rosa = a match made in Heaven
As a kid growing up in Oleander it was the La Rosa man that made summertime bearable. Swamp coolers did no good when the heat rose over 95, and by mid afternoon that’s precisely how hot it was inside our little home. Mom always sent us to the front yard to play in the sprinklers and wait for the La Rosa man.
Like clockwork, around 3pm, the La Rosa man would walk past our house. Of course you could hear him a mile away — the sound of his bells jingling along like a summertime Santa Claus. We all anxiously awaited his arrival, change in hand.
For a few minutes each day there was nothing but silence in our front yard (a planned moment by my mom, I’m sure). Every neighborhood kid busily munching down their frozen treat under the cool shade tree of our gigantic weeping willow. The wild rose-​winged parakeets would hang from the limbs above watching, hoping we’d share a few bites.
My choice: Watermelon. Fresh watermelon juice sweetened just enough. Complete with black watermelon seeds — you knew this is a super fresh bar.
Five stars reflects not only the sentimentality of La Rosa bars, but also to their excellent quality. Never have I had bad service, or bad quality. They’ve been fresh and delicious since I could remember. There’s very little to improve upon when you’re already at the top.
Never change, La Rosa. Never change.

Great popsicles and ice milk bars made with fresh fruit.
Cool business model, friendly service and always around when it is 120 degrees in this town… just listen for the bells