PHOTO: Edward Allen Lim. CC 2.0 A beach-like summer day last week triggered my wish for a healthy helping of ice cream on a sugar cone at some nearby parlor. I also had a knee-jerk sit- at-the-counter reflex for the banana split, another favorite treat of years ago. Savoring a banana split was right up there with waffles, drumsticks and Creamsicles, not at the counter, but rather at the truck from the ice cream man. Some years ago, I said to my wife, Diane, that one evening for supper I wanted to have something I hadn’t had in years — the good old-fashioned banana split. A few days later, on a scorching summer day, the urge came and off we went to the Newport Creamery.