Anyway, I got to the Village early, so to kill time I bummed around the streets surrounding the theater when I came across Cones. Ice cream made fresh daily on location? Homemade whipped cream? Pictures in the window featuring German supermodel Heidi Klum enjoying a creamy treat as she leaves the shop and steps back out onto Bleecker? I was sold.
I don't do sorbet. If I'm gonna have a treat, I'm gonna do it right. There was a sorbet selection but I bypassed it for the ice cream flavors. Hmmm... banana, mate (Brazilian, I think it's pronouced mah tay), white chocolate, strawberry. I decided on dulce de leche in a cup. I always go for a cone but I was planning on enjoying popcorn at the movies; I didn't want to fill up on ice cream, and I never get whipped cream but because it was homemade I couldn't resist.
Heavenly. Dreamy. I enjoyed it so much. It was creamy and very rich. So rich in fact that I wondered briefly if I could finish it. This is a highly unusual thought for me, someone who has eaten cookies for dinner and cake for breakfast a handful of times. However I did complete every delicious spoonful and proceeded to gush about my discovery to anyone who would listen at work the next day.
Two days later after work I made a special trip back to Cones to try another flavor: mint chip
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