By Laura B. Weiss
Enough with the Liberty Bell. I go to Philly to eat. And as nearly everyone knows, Philly is known for its ice cream.
Philadelphia is loaded with great ice cream places, but I like the old timey ones. There’s Bassets in Reading Terminal Market. When we lived in Philly awhile back, I’d stop by there every day for a luscious, rich vanilla cone.
Philadelphia ice cream is made without eggs. But that doesn’t mean it isn’t delicious and rich. What makes ice cream taste creamy and smooth is the amount of of air pumped into it, not so much the amount of butter fat or whether it contains eggs.
If you want a faux ice cream parlor ice cream experience, try Franklin Fountain. The waiters sport facial hair, and there’s an old fashioned marble counter. Just be sure to prepare yourself for a mob scene, regardless of the season.
The night we tried to get into Franklin Fountain in the Old City section, the line snaked down the block so I can’t tell you if the ice cream is any good. We went next door to Shane Confectionery, selling handmade candies since 1910, including local favorite, Wilbur Buds, overly sweet Hershey Kisses-like chocolates, crafted in Lititz, PA. The Franklin Fountain folks have bought the ornately decorated place.
Click here for the Franklin Fountain menu.
116 Market St.
110 Market St.