the good batch

I can say without a shadow of a doubt that this weekend I ate the greatest ice cream sandwich in the history of the world, ever.

If I were one of those quirky girls who drew funny photos on MSPaint, I would draw a face with rainbows shooting out of my mouth and lots of spray paint around the head to signify amazement.


The Goodwich Ice Cream Sandwich: crisp oat chocolate chunk cookie with sea salt, Adirondack vanilla ice cream, dark fudge drizzle


My brain-twin and I wandered around the Brooklyn Flea on Saturday afternoon, and after devouring a veggie dog loaded with toasted sesame and peanuts, we hunted down dessert at The Good Batch. And then our lives changed. For $3. (We split one. It feels good. Do it.)

THIS IS AN ENDORSEMENT: Go. Eat. Emerge a new man.