Shortly after Basia and I started this Frozen Fridays venture, my friend Mae messaged me. Connor! she said. I saw your new blog post! You have to try Big Gay Ice Cream! I quickly responded in the affirmative. Well, I thought. Any excuse for ice cream. And so it came to pass that, on Monday last, Mae, her youngest (a delightfully spunky one year old), and I trickled into an ice cream shop tucked into the block just past the northeast corner of Broad and South.