Revisiting the bar I hold so firmly.

It was not.

The first of two fudge-filled experience in Nashville, TN.

If I wanted a dessert like this, I would ask an 11 year old to make it for me.

We’re so back (at Margie’s). Full transparency: I have another post I’ve been meaning to write but I have once again arrived at Sunday and forgotten to write a review. Fortunately, I have something special always in the holster: My backlog of Margie’s visits. Despite this being my fourth visit to the ice cream establishment, … Continue reading Margie’s Round Four: the True Sit-Down Experience →

Perhaps we shouldn't let children design desserts.

I'm sorry IKEA, but stick to innovating furniture, not desserts.

I assumed thicker fudge was better fudge. Today I relearned a valuable lesson about the law of diminishing returns.

Oberweis Dairy is an establishment that has allured me for quite some time. I pass its Lakeview location on my commute to work on the Brown Line—the big white and red lettering beckon me to hop off at Wellington to indulge before going to the office. The only things that stop me are: 1) The … Continue reading Oberweis: Ilegal Move →

I always say "there's always room for ice cream," which is usually just a rallying cry for when my stomach is brimming. We did not need this encouragement—we were simply starving.