My PimpZilla kept me dreaming about BGIC so I followed a reader NOMination to Union Square for my first Bea Arthur – vanilla ice cream lined with Dulce de Leche and topped with a blanket of crushed ‘nilla wafers. Where the PimpZilla’s chocolate shell was rich, this was on the lighter side, with the dusting of...
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If I could have my cake and eat it too, I’d have said cake first thing every morning, and you bet I’d eat it too. As you may now know, my sweet tooth ultimately controls my every thought and action, and today was no different. A quick glance of my tweets told me Andy’s Italian Ices was a short walk up to Lincoln...
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The hot sun and hot pizza sent my flaming thirst soaring through the roof (which was on fire!). On the hottest day thus far, I found refuge in a frosted iced coffee from the bright blue Sweetery truck (aka Chopper) on 52nd and Park. I made sure to also ask Jamil for a bag of dessert for the road. It consisted of a whoopie pie, a...
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I arrived at Hunter College to that unmistakable pink and silver truck with slanted roof, and my mouth began to salivate. I’d had a close encounter prior with one of their trucks but arrived too late and was told they’d sold out of all of their ice cream. I refrained as best I could my big frown, but the lovely lady...
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I stumbled upon a tweet that was sweet about some treats which were free, so I hopped on my feet and hit the streets. Maker’s Mark was hooking it up with Sweetery to serve up bottle shaped cookies and cups of bourbon-infused berries a la mode, so I trekked on over to 56th and 8th and got my free grub on. I was met by a line...
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A lazy stroll over to the upper west side left me wandering down Broadway, catching glimpse after glimpse of the sun descending into the Hudson. The excessive feasting earlier in the day left me comfortably satiated, but at well past 7, I knew I’d be hungry by the time I returned home. I was on the StreetGrub prowl once...
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