Handel's Ice Cream — Restaurant in Santa Monica

Ventured into Handel’s with the sweet anticipation of their renowned Blueberry Cobbler Ice Cream, and I must say, it exceeded all expectations. The moment I dipped into a scoop, the creaminess of the ice cream was immediately apparent, setting the stage for a truly indulgent experience.

The blueberry component was a revelation—a luscious swirl of ripe blueberries, sweetened just right and carrying a hint of tanginess that danced on the taste buds. The presence of real blueberry pieces added a delightful burst of freshness. It felt like they had captured the essence of a summer blueberry harvest.

What truly elevated this ice cream was the inclusion of cobbler crumbles. The buttery, oat-infused bites mingled seamlessly with the creamy base, providing a satisfying contrast in texture. It was a symphony of smoothness and crunch, and each spoonful was a delicious journey.

The attention to detail was evident; it wasn’t just an ice cream flavor but a carefully crafted dessert experience. The balance between the sweetness of the cobbler and the richness of the ice cream was impeccable. It’s not just a dessert; it’s a celebration of flavors and textures, making it a standout treat at Handel’s.

The portion size was generous, and while the price might be a touch higher, the quality and craftsmanship justify every penny. The atmosphere of Handel’s added to the enjoyment; a cozy spot to savor every spoonful.

If you’re a fan of inventive ice cream flavors that go beyond the ordinary, Handel’s Blueberry Cobbler Ice Cream is a culinary escapade you don’t...

I came here fully expecting to roll my eyes at another overhyped “handcrafted” ice cream spot — and honestly? I kind of loved it. The scoops are massive, like “who hurt you?” levels of generous, and the flavor list is long enough to trigger a midlife crisis.

I got Graham Central Station because someone on the internet said it changed their life. Did it change mine? No. But it was delicious and made me briefly forget the existential dread of parking in Santa Monica, so that’s a win.

The line can get long, and the prices are creeping into “this better cure seasonal depression” territory, but to be fair, you’re basically getting a pint in a cone. Staff was nice, even though I was visibly panicking trying to pick between 47 variations of chocolate.

Docking one star because no matter how good it is, I refuse to give five stars to any dessert that makes me feel like I need a nap halfway through. Still — highly recommend if you’re in the mood to hate yourself a little less after eating half your daily calories...

I was so excited to check this place out while visiting town with a friend, but was unfortunately let down. The woman who took my order was really friendly (wish I got her name; I think she had blonde hair!) but once my friend and I got our ice cream (small cup each), we were confused as to the obvious discrepancy between our two small scoops. We went back to the window to clarify that we both got a small scoop, and the two men working were incredibly dismissive and the tone was really disrespectful, with no acknowledgment of the very obvious difference of scoop sizes. Do not see myself going back anytime soon due to the contemptuous attitude my friend and I...