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Soft serve ice cream is a unique animal. Its velvety, ethereal. It takes on the shape of a candle when poured from the humming machines that produce it. It must be consumed quickly in the heat to avoid ice cream cone catastrophe.
It is what Difiore's excels at. Sure they have the harder variety, but for some reason, when I see the design of soft serve, one that recalls birthday cake decoration, I must have it.
Cookie Fantasy Delite: The name alone conjures decadence. To have it before me in a plastic dish was sin incarnate, especially when the two discs of dough and chocolate chips took on the copious amount of hot fudge that was pumped throughout the sundae. There was so much of the deadly sauce, the bottom of the transparent "boat" almost became too warm to hold, making me devour the ice cream faster with Kay's help for fear of a dairy meltdown. The cookies were chewy, the lightness of the soft serve cut the evil of the hot fudge down a notch, and the canned whipped topping and Oreo detritus merely played the role of garnish.
A tourist trap? If so, this lifelong Pittsburgher stumbled into it willingly, and business is deservedly swinging, so much so, the small storefront could not contain the mass of sweet-craving humanity yesterday evening. Miraculously enough, we found a table in the corner. Although, we practically had to fight our way out of there after finishing our dessert.
This brings me to Howard Todd, the owner of both Difiore's and neighboring coffee hut Grand Brew. Mr. Todd is either superhuman or an android as this year he officially logged 2,000 consecutive days at work.
http://www.wtae.com/news/local/allegheny/Grandkids-inspire-ironman-worker-to-reach-2-000th-consecutive-day-on-job/-/10927008/12535870/-/rtyspyz/-/index.html
And watching him handle patron after patron without a single missed note or display of agitation was astonishing.
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