King Kone — Restaurant in Town of Somers

Hey King Kone- been coming for years. Lifelong fan of soft serve, and you’ve always been one of the best. However, came today for the first time this season, and it was the first time with you that it didn’t cut the mustard. I’m hoping this is just a start of the season quality control temporary thing and not a permanent change. Today I got large twist cone. I usually always get a medium twist. Today, I was surprised and disappointed when they handed it to me. What happened to the size? King Kone is usually quite generous. This time, a large was quite smaller than the mediums I got in the past. I even asked “are you sure this is a large?” “Yep.” It’s $7, 8 bucks after tax and a little tip. Is this worth 8 bucks? To add to that, look at the quality of how this cone was pulled. Yikes. I took a pic because of how small and sad it looked. This was less than a minute after getting it. It was not hot today. So unusual for King Kone. So I hope the owners see this and correct things. I would’ve emailed you privately, but you have no website or contact info. So I hope...

Smallest cone I ever got from king kone, have been coming for 7 years and usually the icecream height matches the size of the cone if not bigger . Prices went up and icecream on the top of the cones are half the size if not even smaller of all the years before. Also mentioned it to the girl at the register and she said “that’s just the size of it, maybe you got it overfilled before “ … that’s so ridiculous to say to a customer when I’m telling her it’s never been that way but who knows? She added a little to the cone on the left of the picture and it’s still no where near the size it has been before ..

1 small cone twist 1 small cone with chocolate sprinkles 1 large cone twist dipped in fudge Oreo topping on the side $26!

I’ll probably give it one more chance but I’m definitely disappointed after today … if this is there new standard i definitely will never be coming back …hope it doesn’t happen again.

Also attached the cone that they “ advertise “ on instagram, that’s the size it used to be. And...

I thought about King Kone the other day. And when I think about King Kone, as I do once every few years, I wonder if I dreamed it. My memories are so cursory, so blurry. Liminal. I don't remember the ice cream; how it looked or tasted. I remember only the name, KING KONE. I remember my father bringing us after a forgotten event or two. Or six. Tonight, I saw the big flashy sign on the side of the road. A light cutting through the mist. A sign I don't remember. But I remember the name. This isn't so much of a review, but more of an acknowledgment. I see you, King Kone. You are real....