18 June 2009

I SCREAM


In case you hadn't heard, there's an ice cream revolution going on.
Like plaid and Ray-Bans, gourmet ice cream shops are trendy y'all.

If ice cream were a hipster, it would be Humphry Slocombe.
Some of Slocombe's unexpected flavors include salt and pepper, balsamic caramel, McEvoy olive oil, chocolate taragon, foie gras (seriously), and the already legendary "secret breakfast"--a hangover-friendly combo of Jim Beam and cornflakes.
I had that and the coconut sherbet, then went home and took some Lactaid.

If you don't want to ride your fixie all the way over to Harrison and 24th cuz your ripped, gray skinny jeans are too tight, and your I-have-way-too-many-keys-and-I'm-not-even-a-building-engineer keychain is too heavy, you can also check out more regular and mainstream flavors at 3 Twins, Xanath, Bi-Rite, and Mitchells.

But my absolute favorite new-to-me spot is Sketch in Berkeley on Fourth Street.
It's a husband and wife operation doing soft-serve made from scratch every day. If ice cream were a cute, understated, pure and loveable gal (like me), it would be Sketch.
They make homemade waffles to put underneath, and salted caramel to put on top.
This is not unlike my previous favorite chemically enhanced Hot Caramel Sundae at McDonalds, except it is. Thank the sweet Dairy Gods for that.
You can probably even get it with nuts.

Despite the howling coastal winds, it's summer!

5 comments:

Unknown said...

But better than a frosty?

Heather said...

definitely. a road trip to investigate is in order

Lord Cheez said...

How many lactaids does a brotha like me need to gobble before trying this stuff out?

Heather said...

exactly. there is pain in pleasure

Alex said...

what about lactaid ice cream? or pickle ice cream?

put that in your pipe and smoke it (then put your pipe in your skinny jeans pocket, but it probably won't fit with all the keys).