Last Saturday was maybe one of the most important days of my life. Now, I know I may be exaggerating slightly, but August 20 will forever be marked in history as the day I visited the Museum of Ice Cream, and that’s pretty damn awesome.
This month-long pop-up has been sold out for weeks, but thanks to Time Out New York’s weekly newsletter, my roommate and I snagged tickets the week they went on sale and have been anxiously counting down the days ever since. After seeing some pretty amazing pics on Instagram, I was more than ready to visit when the time came.
We headed to the West Village and, despite a brief rain shower, made it about half-way into our allotted time slot. Our tickets which were for 12pm, allow admission anytime before 12:45pm. When you first enter the museum you are immediately greeted with a scoop of ice cream which was basically a dream come true. This flavor rotates, but we were lucky to basically blueberry pie in a cup topped with a sweet crumble. It was as bomb as it sounds.
The museum then opens into a room with faux waffle cone walls (mental note for future decorating) and you receive an “edible balloon” which was sort of like cotton candy filled with air. Not unpleasant, but really sugary. Then, you head into the Chocolate Chamber, which is basically the holding room before you enter into the best part of the museum: the sprinkle pool.
This is the moment we had been waiting for. Swimming in a giant pool of (faux) sprinkles? Dreams really do come true. The number of people in the pool at once is limited, which was nice because you have room to swim and dive and sprinkle-angel to your heart’s content and obviously get all the pics you want/need. There’s also candy jars along the wall so those anxiously waiting can stuff themselves with sugary goodness all they want.
After the sprinkle pool you enter the museum’s final section. You’re given a Magic Berry, which alters your tastebuds temporarily so bitter/sour flavors taste sweet for a short period of time. After it dissolves on your tongue, you receive another ice cream cone (this time soft serve) topped with two lemon slices. And like magic (as the name implies) the lemons don’t taste sour at all, but like a nice sweet cup of lemonade. It was so weird and awesome all at the same time, and the mild flavor of the ice cream was a pleasant finish to the overall experience.