Sure it’s called a museum, but the Museum of Ice Cream is really just an excuse to take fabulous instagram photos. And I’m not complaining! Over the summer, as I saw picture after picture pop up on my newsfeed, I knew I had to head to the Meatpacking District to experience the Museum of Ice Cream for myself. The only problem? Tickets were sold out.
I signed up to the museum’s mailing list in the hopes that they would issue more tickets, and they did! When I got the email that more tickets were available I dropped everything that I was doing (I… umm… promise that I wasn’t at work…) and bought tickets for Ann and me.
Museum of Ice Cream here we come!
When you walk in the door you’re served berry ice cream.
And that’s just the first treat of many. Each room has different ice cream, candy and chocolate that you can sample. As you walk, you can see ice cream art everywhere.
In the waffle cone room we were given edible candy balloons. They didn’t really taste like anything, but it was fun eating a balloon!
I loved the ice cream cone lights. I’ll have to keep them in mind when I decorate my new apartment!
In another room we scooped ice cream in an effort to make the world’s biggest sundae.
We were told not to eat this ice cream, because the guide joked that the flavor was Play-Doh. One girl still tried it. Not surprisingly, it tasted like Play-Doh… because it was.
Another room was called the Chocolate Chamber, and had chocolates lining the shelves that you could help yourselves to. The museum takes their Chocolate Chamber very seriously apparently because you can lounge around on chocolate furniture while you eat.
Or, you can trust fall. Because why not?
But the museum’s biggest draw, and what made it so instagram famous, is its pool of sprinkles. The pool is three-feet deep, is completely filled with sprinkles and even has a diving board!
It’s impossible to be unhappy when you’re in a pool full of sprinkles!
I took a video of me throwing sprinkles and it went well…
That is until they all came crashing down on my head! I ended up with sprinkles in my hair, down my dress, everywhere!
Oh well. When Ann did it she got the sprinkles in her mouth, so it could have been worse!
At the end of the tour ice cream cones appeared from behind these panels.
They were pretty. And delicious.
We ate our ice cream while swinging on an ice cream sandwich swing (I don’t have a backyard but if I did, this would definitely go in it!)
And Ann and I played seesaw on a massive ice cream scoop. Now I’m the dessert!
There were also screens where you could tinder swipe different ice cream cones. Sorry mint chocolate chip, but I can do better!
The Museum of Ice Cream is a lot of fun. As far as museums go, there isn’t much substance (although I did learn that ice cream was invented 3,000 years ago and the first flavor was strawberry). But there are a lot of picture opportunities which make it a fun experience.
I loved it, in fact.
The Museum of Ice Cream was a temporary pop-up museum for the summer and is now closed. I know, how sad! But you can put your name on the email list here, and be notified if and when the museum moves to a new location and reopens.
In the meantime I’ll just be mourning the closing with my friends Ben and Jerry…