Wally & H Carvel

Service can be better. Seems like every time I come here there’s a new girl. But then again I’m here every few months. I usually come to get co-​workers ice scream cake, but when I come for something else no one knows how to make it or what goes in it. Prime example today I got the Nutella Shaker, obviously Nutella goes in it. The girl that was taking care me looked at me as if I had 3 heads and then started asking the other employees how to make it, thought I said that I wanted the Oreo Shaker and then in the end another girl charged me. I always tip but today I decided to keep the tip for something else.

Very very generous people. Great soft serve, very friendly service. They even let us film a short film a couple days on the inside. Very generous staff.

So when I least expected it, another froyo craving blindsided me and I couldn’t say no to temptation. 16 Handles which has treated me well in the past was not gonna happen, but my bf said he would drive a few streets from our apt. in search of the elusive froyo shop. When he stopped at Carvel I was definitely disappointed, but I just went with it. But, I’ve just never been to one of these before and I flash-​judged it. this place was not bad! They had reg. ice cream and chocolate/​vanilla froyo. My bf and I both bought Girl Scout Cookie flavored blizzard things, and they ended up being buy 1 get 1 for $ 3.99 on Mondays. Woohoo! We both had mediums, and I loooved my Thin Mint one. Both were so big, they took 2 sittings to finish. Yumm. I’ll be back!

They have delicious ice cream cakes. For this, and this alone, I give them four stars.

A misogynistic first impression but a first impression nonetheless… what is it about ice cream parlors that employ nothing but teenage girls and have them wear the tightest white t-​shirts to work? Are they trying to drive the whole «cream» thing home? Just wondering.
But I digress. This is a nice little ice cream parlor serving all the staples I remember from a happy childhood – super-​creamy soft-​serve ice cream, trademark ice cream sandwiches, the coolest imaginable ice cream cakes. The focus is on CARVEL, dammit. No espresso bar. No gelato. No donuts. Just sweet Carvel ice cream, that goes down smooth then expands inside to leave you feeling content, like a 9-​year-​old after a long hard day of Wiffle Ball at Forest Park.
The place is nice and bright, cheerily painted, and kept meticulously clean. I’d throw in the 5^th star if it were an older location with original 60s-​esque fixtures on the building (love those giant cones on some of the other Carvels), but you can’t fault them for that.
Bottom line… skip Dunkin Donuts, skip the fake Mister Softee truck on the Avenue. Just stop here for the genuine (non-​gourmet) ice cream experience you remember from when you were a kid. And try not to stare at the girls in the tight t-​shirts, it makes you look like a perv.