Baby Emily and her Mommy, Meghan, took me out for ice cream last week after we continued our “Ladies Who Lunch” tradition. Just a dangerously short ride from their lovely home is the spectacular Crescent Ridge Dairy Bar.
One of my few laments about living in the city is the inability to have this type of nightly summer ritual. Sure we can walk over to J.P. Licks in Davis but for some reason it doesn’t feel the same. Probably because J.P. Licks isn’t surrounded by green grass, trees, and a herd of cows. Hailing from Maine, I felt right at home in this quintessentially suburban locale.
As you can see, Emily and I bonded over an equally profound fascination with the “moo cows.” Too bad they were too busy eating grass to come over and visit with us.
But soon Emily lost interest in the cows, as sophisticated ladies are known to do, so we slowly strolled over to the ordering area for the dairy bar.
There were so many amazing choices! Plus Crescent Ridge milk comes from cows not treated with the rBST growth hormone so you can feel confident about overindulging your children.
And over indulge you will! Meghan and I ordered small ice creams and these monstrosities were what we were given. You definitely get your money’s worth, but I’m pretty sure consuming an entire cup of ice cream this size equals your entire day’s allotment of calories and then some. I’d recommend getting the “kiddie” size and even then possibly sharing with a friend.
Being a total peanut butter addict I of course ordered the very naughty Peanut Butter Cup flavor. The chocolate ice cream was delightfully dark and rich and the peanut butter cups were present in abundance. I managed to eat the top portion of the cup before I quit. In my defense quite a bit of it melted all over my pants.
Meghan’s Mint Chooclate Chip was equally phenomenal. I know this because it dripped all over my hand while I carried it over to the picnic table in the scorching sun.
I highly recommend taking a road trip to Crescent Ridge Dairy Bar in Sharon especially if you live in the city. Don’t you think it’s time you have a real sweltering hot summer night ice cream experience in the burbs? By the way, Crescent Ridge Dairy also delivers milk products to various locations in Massachusetts. Their milk is very quaint and comes in glass bottles that are returnable. I think I’d feel just like June Cleaver if I had a milk man. Now how fun would that be?!
