Cue heavenly sounding boys choir. (Halleluja…)
Loard’s is an Establishment as far as I’m concerned. Capital “E” and everything. The decorations are from a decade when my parents roamed the play yards (and I mean that they were children, not just really creepy adults) – pink and white stripes installed with enough vigor and enthusiasm to last a century. And boy do I hope it does.
I have frequented this shop pretty much since I was a kid but became especially attached after obtaining my driver’s license and being miraculously allowed to chauffeur myself down for a sundae anytime I darn well pleased.
Pink stripes aside, Loard’s ice cream is legendary. It is deliciously creamy and the choice of flavors is unrivaled …