I love the New England tradition of eating ice cream no matter what the season. New Englanders consume more ice cream than anyone else! Boston really draws people out of their warm homes for ice cream thanks to JP Licks. I was no stranger to that ice cream shop and its peanut butter frozen yogurt back when I lived in Back Bay!
I moved to Providence in the summer, so a good ice cream place was the first thing I looked for. Maximillian's seemed to be the place to go if you wanted the good, homemade stuff, as opposed to Ben and Jerry's off Thayer Street. The first time Andy and I went there, we were pleased. This was a long time ago, so I don't remember exactly what we had, but I know it was a sundae and a chocolate based ice cream was involved. The second time we went there, not long after, we thought we had walked into the wrong place. Maximillian's was stripped bare- no signs, only a couple of chairs, and a metal cart containing about six flavors of ice cream. We were very confused, and saddened, because our first experience with the ice cream AND the people working was great. We settled on a scoop of pumpkin ice cream and a scoop of dutch chocolate. Both were decent, but we weren't as satisfied as the time before.
We took a long break from ice cream outings, but last weekend, the ice cream pang hit me again. Hoping that the place had shaped itself up, we went back to "Maximillians." We were greeted by a new sign declaring the place "Three Sisters." The ice cream, so they say, is Maximillians, but the name has changed. We got an ice cream sundae with mud pie and peanut butter cup ice cream:
This picture is horrible, but it makes the experience more accurate. It is good that you are not going to be fooled by the oozy hot fudge or chunks of peanut butter cups peeking out of the vanilla ice cream. Because this ice cream was not good at all. It was icy, not creamy, and tasted bland. The hot fudge was very very bitter, and the server took her sweet time making it. I think they are lying about the ice cream, Maximillian's most definitely did not taste like this. Perhaps Max has three evil older sisters who tortured him with noogies until he handed over his recipes and surrendered the shop. Whatever the case, I feel for Max, because Three Sisters is not doing his recipes any justice.