It is Friday and Fridays are for fun. I live in the West 7th neighborhood near downtown St. Paul. Back in the olden days, we could go out for ice cream. Ice cream cones and various ice cream treats and containers of ice cream to bring home.
I miss the Dairy Queen that used to be just down the street and the Bridgman’s Ice Cream shop over on St. Peter Street. Was it on St. Peter Street? That was a long time ago but I can still taste the turtle sundaes.
The ice cream left the area long ago in favor of craft breweries and bars. Beer is wonderful if you like that kind of thing and we brew gallons and gallons of the stuff along West 7th. It seems like more bar stools are added every year.
I keep hoping someone will open an ice cream shop in the area. There is one on Grand Avenue that isn’t too far away and there is usually a long line on warm summer evenings. Ice cream is worth waiting for. There are a few ice cream shops around town and even a DQ but none in my neighborhood or downtown.
The space down by the river where Caribou Coffee used to be would be a great location for Ice Cream. There are many vacant storefronts along West 7th that might work as well.
Maybe if I could figure out how to make ice cream out of beer I could talk one of the local brewers into serving it. Why not have a tap room that is also an ice cream parlor?
My dad used to tell me that we could solve any problem if we would just all sit down together and have a bowl of ice cream. Maybe he was right.
