My family went on a nice, breathe-the-mountain air vacation the other week. This involved seventeen hours of travel as we moved from our Philadelphia twin (that’s like a two or three-story duplex to y’all who aren’t from these parts) to our friend’s house in Ouray, Colorado (elevation: 7,792 ft). The twists and turns of what made that trip seventeen hours are another story entirely. The point here, though, is that Mouse’s has the best cookie dough ice cream I’ve ever had.
And if there’s one flavor for which I could be named connoisseur, it’s cookie dough.