My bete noir, Mandy Stadtmiller, and I do a point/counterpoint in today's New York Post.
Mandy takes the position that all those newfangled ice creams out there (bubble gum curry with black cherry) are just lovely.
I take the position that the classics are far better. (The real test: When you were a 7-year-old kid, is there any chance you would have picked that froufrou crap over a chocolate cone?)
Among my favorites:
Carvel. (Of course.)
Blue Marble. (Best butter pecan I've ever tasted -- and I'm not even that big a fan.)
Van Leeuween. (I've only been to their truck, but it's pretty good!)
Brooklyn Ice Cream Factory. (I went to this one for the first time when researching this story, and I have to say: The chocolate chip is uh-mazing!)
Ronnybrook Milk Bar.
Enjoy -- just don't OD. The hotness probably doesn't melt the calories fast enough.