This summer I’m hitting up all the popular soft serve joints around Upstate, New York. I judge their small twist with three crucial categories of criteria: the size, durability, and taste. With that I’ll give you a bulletproof score of 1-10, so you can know which joints are good and which ones are phony.
For this review I hit up the legendary Guptill’s Coney Express. Love their ice cream, DESPISE their radio advertisements. I normally defer from going there because their radio ads make me want to crash the car I’m driving in, but alas, maybe I’ve been judging a book by its cover.