Hear me out: I know the Michigan wind is currently trying to peel the skin off your face, but you absolutely need to be eating ice cream right now. Stepping into this Ann Arbor sanctuary is a total sensory reset. The second that door clicks shut, the sub-zero reality of February vanishes, replaced by the scent of fresh, buttery waffle cones being pressed.
I walked in shivering and left convinced that a double scoop is the only logical response to a blizzard. There’s a human rhythm here, a kind of quiet, cozy defiance against the gray slush outside. That makes it the ultimate winter refuge.
Have a scoop of the best artisanal ice cream in Ann Arbor, a local favorite where inventive flavors and house-made cones make winter feel like a celebration…