Molly Moons Ice Cream- Capitol Hill

To kick off this little blog project/stroll down memory lane, Jason and I are going to go back in the food archives and talk about some of our favorite places that we have previously visited. We decided to start with Molly Moons Ice Cream (we have tried both the Queen Anne and the Capitol Hill locations, and we handily prefer the CapHill store). Some of Jason and I's happiest summer memories are going up to Molly Moons late at night (open til' 11pm!), grabbing a cone, and walking around the neighboring Cal Anderson park. On the weekends you can often catch a rousing game of dodgeball or modified polo on bicycles, which is often an experience in itself. But back to the most important part of this story- the ice cream! I became a MM devotee after my first visit; I remember it like it was yesterday...*cue dreamy harp music*...I ordered the salted caramel and the cardamom. Since then I always get a split single scoop in one of their amazing fresh-baked waffle cones. Some of my favorite combos have been scout mint/vivace coffee, balsamic strawberry/lavender honey, pumpkin/apple cider sorbet, and, mostly recently coconut chunk/lemon sorbet. I think the ladys over at MM really out did themselves on this last round. I have never tasted sorbet as heavenly as their lemon- smooth, not too sweet, and perfectly, refreshingly lemon. I dare not buy MM by the pint, although it is a reasonably priced option, as is their many sundae and milkshake flavors. For me, however, the prize is the waffle cone, now and forever.
XO,
Julia

Reviewing the places we go and the things I do with my soon to be wife (T-19 days and counting until wedded bliss) I want to make sure I am not just an echo of her thoughts. I want to strike out on my own and deliver a fresh take. Unfortunately the first place we are going to throw up here on our little blog is Molly Moons, which Julia can go on about for hours. But I will do what I can to deliver my take.

Have you ever been out and about and smelled something so good that you had to have it? That is what this place was to me. Noodles (Julia) had read about this place somewhere and we decided to give it a run. We pulled onto the Capitol Hill streets, and I took a whiff of one of the sweetest things I have ever smelled: fresh waffle cones. Judging by the smell and the line going out the door, I knew this was our destination. I was so busy looking for parking that I didnt even notice the sign. I parked in a parking lot one street up and from MM and thought I could get away with not filling the meter. (We got a ticket in the mail a few weeks later after being caught by a Meter checker). We got in line, the first thing I noticed was a lack of flavors. Strike one. A man likes his choices. The other things I noticed was this place was packed, I mean nut to butt, all seats taken, and, line out the door. Strike Two. But next they hit a monster homerun blast for the win. When we got to the front, the girl working a very, very  busy counter was super sweet and patient and helpful. I really enjoy great service and reward it. I ordered a Balsamic Strawberry and a Vivace Coffee double scoop in a waffle cone. I was skeptical of the flavor, as I am not as refined as my Noodles, but OMFG that balsamic strawberry was an explosion of greatness in my mouth. I could taste the fresh strawberries and sweet balsamic. It was thick and rich and everything I think ice cream should be. The coffee was much the same, it was so vivid that it was like drinking coffee. I cannot not recommend MM enough. We then took a stroll through Cal Anderson Park and watched dodgeball at the tennis courts. We went back to our car and talked about the magical powers of this ice cream for about an hour.

On a side note, this place has the power to change the whole course of an evening. One night after a rough day for both of us I came home late and we were both moping around. Noodles looked at me and said "Molly Moons?" I said "YESSSSSSSSS" and off we went. We live 35-40 minutes away from MM. That should say it all. I love this place.

Take it sleazy,
JP