I consider myself a snowball aficionado. We used to buy them from the shed in our neighbors backyard. Of course, that was before the high-falutents in the health department got involved. :( I started off with batman flavored until I grew up and realized it's not a snowball unless it's egg custard. And, of course, the marshmallow goes in the middle. I love snowballs!!! Not snow cones, not water ice (read: Rita's), not Italian ice. Snowballs!!!!!! Why am I telling you all this? So you know that I have a history with snowballs. I know what I'm talking about. And, these are not snowballs. The ice is way too fine, so much so that they remind me of Rita's. The marshmallow is that nasty stuff that seizes up and turns chalky when it gets cold. The flavor was good, but I couldn't even finish my not-a-snowball. I couldn't get past the lump of hardened marshmallow-like goo. I used to love this stand, but what they're serving now is not a snowball. That being said, they get a couple of courtesy stars for friendly service! read more