The wife decided to commandeer the majority of the black raspberry ice cream we got here (as I write this she protests: "We *shared* it! We did!"). In her defense it really was that good. I had just made some cherry ice cream at home a week or so prior and it wasn't nearly as excellent, and I'm trying to figure out what sorcery they invoke as they churn this creamy ambrosia. I suspect xanthum gum and a dollop of flavoring, as this ice cream's raspberrosity exploded on the tongue in a firework of comestible delight. Whatever wizardry used by the ice cream company that they sell here, come here and try it - you won't be disappointed. It makes Brewster's, Baskin Robbins, and Cold Stone Creamery look like amateurs. read more