The Lemon Ice King of Corona

It’s summertime, bitches! Or at least it feels like it after nine and a half years of winter. If you’re in NY and only going to like fancy ramen place in Brooklyn, wise up and get your ass to Corona. The Lemon Ice King, founded in 19-fucking-44, has 50 flavors of ices that are all so delicious that maybe you’ll forgive them for not mixing and get two for yourself. Pistachio has actual pistachio nuts in it, not that slivered almond Breyer’s shit. Peanut butter has peanut butter chips. Grape has an actual fatass grape. In the heart of summer there will be long lines and your butt will sweat and you never get enough napkins but it is all worth it. 

Rating: 86%