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| - Went here on the recommendation of a friend who is familiar with the area, after having had dinner a bit further away.
Good Lord. Good luck trying to find any parking on a Saturday night. I had no idea. We ended up having to find a spot in a business park across Beaver Creek and braving the frigid night to walk back over.
So, the place was incredibly packed and busy, but we actually didn't have to wait long to get a place to sit. It's set up as a little adorable ice cream shop/cafe. Their menus are gigantic, in fact it was actually a bit difficult to navigate at our tiny table, but I had also perused the menu online beforehand, so I had a general idea what I wanted.
Lee ordered a Nobel Piece Prize, and I ordered a Fudgment Day. At first, they were out of peanut butter cheesecake, but then magically some appeared, and we were served pretty quickly.
It was good. I would put the ice cream quality pretty high, and the combination of ice cream and waffle was pretty good. Lee had problems even finishing his, and I think that the cheesecake actually was too heavy for him. He ended up stealing some of my waffle to go with his ice cream..
Were I to go again, I would definitely just order one dessert and split it. Two was overkill, especially with the prices.
Then the weird thing. You would think that with how packed it was, that the servers would be wanting to flip the tables faster. Lee and I were quite obviously done with our food, but it took almost waving my hand in the air and whistling (which I did not do, I did have to catch his eye at least twice) in order to get his attention.
We would have considered lingering, but the sound was just too deafening. There aren't a lot of soft surfaces to absorb noise, so I was getting a bit of a headache by the time they let us escape.
I'd go back for sure, but I am not sure if I'd go to this specific location again.
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