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| - Kay and I came here today after brunch at Johnny's Diner to soothe a whim/craving she had. A few other people strolled in as we all incongruously ate ice cream while snowflakes whipped about torrentially, sporadically on this White Sabbath.
Allow me to take a moment to address axe-to-grind reviewer Tom M.
1-The parlor was far from unclean. Nor was the interior "crumbling." Norman Rockwell prints hung on the walls. The menu is neatly written onto a chalkboard across from the counter.
2-We're almost out of winter as I write this, but I can tell you that the ice cream we had was not freezer-burnt.
Kay enjoyed her Grasshopper Sundae, a cup full of mint chocolate chip ice cream, hot fudge, whipped cream, and Oreo pieces.
I got cozy with my Milky Way, which was brimful with chocolate fudge ice cream, caramel sauce, and miniature marshmallows that were...crunchy? Methinks someone accidentally put them in the freezer. No matter. It actually added an interesting textural dimension to the sundae.
P.S. I'm assuming that Scoops on Beverly is affiliated with the Scoops on Brookline Boulevard, a satellite that I doubt has been in business nearly as long as this one has.
Coincidentally enough, a Party Cake bake shop, also found on Brookline Boulevard, is a few doors away from Scoops on Beverly.
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