»In which I write in praise of Mitchell's Ice Cream

Mitchell's ice-creams delight. I love creamy, rich ice creams, and this venerable San Francisco shop at San Jose and 29th (do'n't forget to take a number as you walk in the door, or you wo'n't get a cone!) never fails to satisfy my ice-cream craving. Now that Greg is gone from Rick's Rather Rich Ice Cream, the best bay-area ice cream is a toss-up: sometimes I am happy to head over the bridge to Piedmont's bustling (and renovated) Fenton's; I am always happy to visit Mitchell's.
Five years ago, the San Francisco Chronicle's Scott Ostler decided to write about one interesting tit-bit of San Francisco each week over the course of a year, finding the one story for his weekly column in each of the city's forty-nine square miles. A good conceit, but it never came to fruition. His piece about Mitchell's omits my favourite aspect of the place: that you can have absolutely any cone dipped in chocolate. Yum.