My first milkshake was poured for me by Charmain Solomon in the Galle Face Hotel in Colombo where she and her husband Reuben were lodged. This was before she became the doyen of South Asian food in Australia. My parents were friends of her and her husband Reuben. I was eight or nine years old. She had a stand-alone piece of equipment with some kind of whizzer in it. She poured milk into a long metal container, dropped a scoop of ice cream into it. It whizzed for a minute or so and she poured the mixture into a glass and handed it to me. I had tasted nothing like it.
