I went for a long walk this afternoon and stopped in at Hula Girl (on Ossington Avenue, just north of College Street). I'd never been there before because I don't drink coffee (it's a coffee shop) but the big ice cream sign drew me in. Apparently they recently started selling it.
I had a scoop of creamy orange and a scoop of death by chocolate.
It seemed kind of frost bitten, not creamy and wasn't overly flavourful. I wasn't sure if that's how it's supposed to be so I asked the server where the ice cream came from. He didn't know. Hmmm ... I would think that he should.
Maybe they should stick with being a coffee shop.