You’re wandering the streets of Old Mesilla in New Mexico. You come seeking an authentic connection to history, but it’s hard to discern what was from the crowds of tourists, slightly bored and seeking something they can’t quite put their finger on.
I’ve seen this before, you think to yourself. The old quirky bookstore with charm but no room to move, the town square. It’s old west meets ski town meets too many visitors, and after a few obligatory photos, it’s probably time to leave.
And then you see it. Next to another store selling Blue Bell ice cream and other too common sights, there’s a sign: homemade ice cream.
Really? Could it be? In a candy store where four people feel like they’ve crashed the party, there’s homemade ice cream? How? Why?
But it calls you. You open the door and walk the aisles. Nice-looking homemade chocolates. A few trinkets. You find the ice cream sign, and are disappointed to see it only comes in one size. Huh. But you made it this far.
When they say no samples are allowed, you almost run. But you can afford this. Even if it’s garbage. And again, if it pays off…
So you go for it…and when they bring it out, it’s clear it’s pre-packed. That’s why it’s one size only. You haven’t seen pre-packed since Sandwich Creamery in New Hampshire…but that was outstanding.
So you take your ice cream and your spoon, step outside, find a bench and prepare for…
Wow. You couldn’t have prepared for this. It’s…it’s unlike any ice cream you’ve had. The base is cream, sweetened condensed milk and vanilla, and this has chocolate chips throughout.
It’s very rich, a medium chocolate. The texture is on the hard side initially, but it melts and flakes easily in your mouth.
This is definitely homemade, and quite enjoyable. And at $3.50, it’s cheap. A decent size. A slow-eating ice cream. It reminds you of Carvel ice cream cake with its texture. You finish your cup, satisfied. Welcome to Old Mesilla.
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