It’s another rainy, cloudy day in Ohio, perfect for curling up with a good book and a pint of ice cream (no bowl needed, of course – just a spoon). I’ve always loved rainy days; there is something about the soothing sound of raindrops against the rooftop that makes me feel introspective and romantic, like I should be writing –no, penning – a great love story or memoir. Yet something tells me that the literary community wouldn’t take If the Spoon Fits: My Life in Ice Cream, too seriously. (Which is fine with me; that’s why I have this blog!) So before the rain stops, and while I’m still feeling wistful and self indulgent, I’d like to take a moment to introduce you to one of the great loves of my life: Mitchell.
Mitchell’s Homemade Ice Cream, that is.
I distinctly remember the day that Mitchell’s and I met. I was but a wee teenager, a naïve Akron girl, out on the town with my cool older brother who knew all of the best Cleveland hotspots. When big bro suggested we make a stop at Mitchell’s for a post dinner treat, I grew suspicious. What was this Mitchell’s of which he spoke, and why had I not heard of it before? After all, even at the tender age of 16, I considered myself a local ice cream connoisseur. Little did I know, that within a matter of mere minutes, my world was going to change forever and the word “Mitchell’s” would be near and dear to my heart for years to come.
After making the short drive from my brother’s apartment to the Mitchell’s in Rocky River, I was still apprehensive. From the outside, Mitchell’s looked like your typical neighborhood ice cream shop: big and square with lines of little leaguers as far as the eye could see. However, once on the inside, I knew this joint wasn’t anything that I had experienced before.
As soon as I walked through those glass doors of wonder, my entire being was assaulted by the smell of freshly baked waffle cones. The décor was clean and bright, and everyone was smiling and laughing, almost like I had stepped out of Cleveland and into some alternate universe where ice cream is the only thing that matters and hot fudge is valued like currency. Instantly, I felt at home.
Despite the delicious array of ice cream flavors, I was in the mood for a milkshake, and ordered up my all time favorite– chocolate peanut butter. I know, I know. Amateur move, you might be thinking. But I disagree; milkshakes are often the true measure of an ice cream shop’s abilities. Let me explain.
It takes a lot to make the perfect peanut butter shake, let alone chocolate peanut butter. The two flavors need to shine on their own yet compliment one another perfectly. The chocolate can easily overtake the peanut butter and vice versa, and if crafted incorrectly, you’re left with a dissatisfying combo that leaves you in desperate need of a Reese’s Cup and a glass of milk.
When my shake was finished, the cashier handed me a see-through plastic cup, which was a noticeable departure from the Styrofoam cups of my childhood. But then, I noticed it – swirls and swirls of peanut butter. I could actually see them. This was a very good sign.
I took my first sip, and was pleasantly surprised by the richness of the chocolate. This was real chocolate ice cream, none of that vanilla-ice-cream-mixed-with-Hershey’s-syrup nonsense found in so many other shops. Then it hit me – a big chunk of salty peanut butter so thick that I could barely move it up the straw. From that moment, I knew I was in love. I had found the peanut butter chocolate shake of my dreams. Later that evening, when I could still detect the faint aroma of waffle cone in my hair, I knew that my life would never be the same.
Since that first experience, I have returned to Mitchell’s more times than I can remember. And in case you are wondering, their ice creams are even better than their milkshakes. With flavors like Strawberry Rhubarb Crisp and Key Lime Pie, can you really blame me for my infatuation? Not only are their ice creams to die for, but their story is amazing too! Two brothers from Cleveland that use fresh, local ingredients and who dedicate themselves – and their business- to their beloved Northeastern Ohio community.
In case you couldn’t already tell, I have this weird, emotional connection to Mitchell’s that I can only liken to a real, human relationship. The site of their bright and happy logo puts butterflies in my stomach, and knowing that I have a pint (or two or three) in the freezer is ultimate satisfaction. But enough about me; on to the ice cream!
Now, without further ado – an ice cream that needs no introduction. I present to you, Mitchell’s Chocolate Peanut Butter Cup.
I mean, would you LOOK at this?!
Look to your left, peanut butter cup. Look to your right, more peanut butter cups. There are peanut butter cups as far as the eye can see!
Per the description on the pint, the base ice cream is “chocolate peanut butter,” but there are no visible swirls of peanut butter – the two flavors just melt seamlessly together in some magical way that my mind doesn’t understand but my heart just knows is right. The chocolate base is rich and dark, and the peanut butter cups – oh the peanut butter cups! There are at least two huge chunks in every mouthful. Let’s take a closer look.
Be still, my heart. There are no words to describe such delicious, life-changing perfection.
If you live within driving distance of Cleveland and you’ve never experienced Mitchell’s, stop reading this and go. JUST GO. What are you waiting for???
Mitchell’s is by far my favorite local brand – what’s yours?
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Chocolate peanut butter cup — my mouth is watering!! I’ve never had Mitchell’s ice cream but, if I see one of the shops I will certainly stop!!
Oh don’t worry – we’ll take you next time you’re in the neighborhood 🙂 Thank you so much for commenting!
Chocolate peanut butter is my favorite! I’ve never had Mitchell’s ice cream. I guess I’m going to have to take a road trip:)
Call us! We’ll meet you there 🙂
Your delicious pics and charming story vividly bring back my own heavenly indulgence in a Mitchell’s peanutbutter milkshake and make me want to have another right now! One day soon I hope…
We can put it on the agenda for your next trip! Mitchell’s is def worth a trip overseas!!!
Mitchell’s chocolate peanut butter cup may be the best execution of the best flavor ever invented.
I agree! (obviously). Although lately I’ve been drawn to the powers of the Peanut Butter Chocolate Chunk – the sea salt and milk chocolate combo gets me every time! Thanks for stopping by; it’s great to hear from a fellow fan!