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I Scream, You Scream, We All Scream for Ice Cream...and He Screams from Pink Overload #MOIC

I was fortunate enough to land some tickets to the Museum of Ice Cream in San Francisco - but, just two tickets. And, as luck would have it, the boys were in Hawaii with my parents during our assigned time slot. So, Jake and I headed up to the City after work and made an overnight date of it...starting at the Museum of Ice Cream.


This photo pretty much sums our experience: I was much more amused than he was...and there was a whole lot of pink goin' on. Yes, I did ask him to wear a pink shirt. He, grudgingly, humored me. And, I'm pretty sure he regretted matching the walls. In. Every. Single. Room.


If you have tickets to any of the museums - this one, the one in Los Angeles, or the one in New York - you might want to stop reading right now. I don't want to influence your opinion of the experience. If you have been, I'd love to know what you thought.  


Let me start with this: I'm glad I went...because I'll never have to wonder if I missed anything. I think the museum maintains its hype by severely limiting the number of people who can experience it. No one can get repeat tickets, nor would they want to! At least I don't see a point in going more than once. 


It's a one-way experience. You get grouped into 'a team'; our team was about a dozen people. We had to have a team captain, a team name, and we had to stay together. If you know me - and Jake - you know we don't like to clump. We prefer to wander at our own pace.  


One thing that mitigated his grumpiness: samples. Our first taste was a scoop from Bi-Rite Creamery. It was a gingerbread ice cream with some strawberry compote on top. Or something. The server didn't really annunciate. And, even when I asked again, he still mumbled. I gave up and just ate the ice cream. Clearly, I picked the correct nail polish color for the day!


I loved the 'Make a Statement' room. Metal walls with pink magnetic letters. So much fun. Do you like my message?


As we left that room, there were samples of mochi. I picked the double double chocolate mochi.


Then we had cotton candy with edible pink glitter. As I said, Jake was in pink overload. I'm sure he objected to the sparkly factor, too.


There were only three rules that were conveyed. First, do not touch the cherries. Second, do not touch the gummy bears. And, third, have fun.


 I wasn't sure if we weren't supposed to touch the big cherries...


Or the hanging cherries. I didn't touch either. But I wanted to.


Then, there were the gummy bears. I'm not sure why people would touch them. They were just hard plastic. Had the gummies been plush or squishy, I might have understood that injunction. But they weren't very cuddly or inviting.


The 'Unicorn Milk Ice Cream' made us chuckle. "Dipped in magic," it read. Hilarious.


The unicorn's name is Grant. The magical ice cream was nothing special. Super cute, but nothing special.


The one room that Jake actually enjoyed was the rock climbing wall on the way to the Rock Candy Caves.


He scaled the wall and made his way around the corner...


...all the way to the Rock Candy Cave where we took another pink-laden portrait and I grabbed some pop rocks pouches for the boys.


The Sprinkle Pool was fun despite the ridiculous warnings - you just need to say the sprinkles are plastic; you don't have to give multiple warnings about not eating them; they're plastic...who eats plastic?!? - and the pool attendant who was a crazy strict time keeper. "Okay, time to get out of the pool, now," she barked.


There were sprinkles, sprinkles everywhere.


And, as it was a pool, there were floaties. Pink floaties.


The last stop was the Banana Swing. Jake swung a few times, then said, "You! It's your turn. I'm done having my picture taken in this museum." Fine.


I've always loved swings...


..and macarons. I love macarons. Too bad they didn't have samples of these.


When we got back to the hotel, after dinner, plastic sprinkles fell out of my clothes. Hilarious. Good thing there wasn't a rule about that! I would definitely have been guilty of that one.


So, what do you think? Have you been to any of the Museums of Ice Cream? If so, would you go again? Did you think it was worth a $40 price ticket? 

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