I’ll give you my ice cream when you pry it from my cold, chubby hands

New England really is crazy about its ice cream.

I was reminded of that this past weekend driving along the North Shore and passing one independent shop after another, each with its own long lines and loyal customers.

While we are partial to our local and delicious Kimball Farm ice cream, the other day I cut out a coupon for Friendly’s thinking it was time to bring my kids there for no other reason but nostalgia.

I spent many a late afternoon with my family sitting at the counter eating a junior hot fudge sundae with mint chocolate chip ice cream or standing at the outdoor serving window, covered with beach sand and sunburn waiting for a cone covered in Jimmies.

Sorry Dunkin Donuts, I don’t feel the same way about you.  Not only are your coffee and pastries subpar, but I’m a doughnut kind of girl.  Full disclosure: you also made my Friendly’s into a Dunkin Donuts.

Another dairy legend is fading away according to Boston.com.  Brigham’s, on the eve of celebrating its 100th anniversary, is closing its parlor doors and will now only be sold in grocery stores via Hood.

There is something to be said about tradition.  It may be time to get the kids to Friendly’s sooner than later, more for me than for them.

Published by Karina Coombs

Freelance writer

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