Story and photos by Dean Seavers
In Sacramento at least, ice cream parlor patronage is almost like a religious affiliation. Whether you are a Burrist, a Guntherite or a Vicsian, odds are that you are one of the “true believers” of the ice cream world. Being an avowed Guntherite, I must cop to the somewhat condescending attitude of harboring either pity or suspicion toward anyone who will gladly consume chain store ice cream. You must either be living in confectionary ignorance or you’re the ice cream version of those “spiritual, but not religious” types. I’ll light a candle for you. Read more »