It is midsummer and time for a visit to Dresser Hill, my favorite ice cream stand. About a year ago, I wrote to tell you about a Camp Wamsutta reunion. One memory we discussed was about our counselors, who would go out at night and return with cups of ice cream from this dairy farm down the road.
So, of course, I return whenever I can. The farm is situated on the top of a hill in Charlton, with a view that extends for miles to the west overlooking the Quinebaug Valley. It is indeed unusual to have such an expanse.
The place has a long history, with lots of participants. Here's one from this review page:
Dresser Hill Put 100 Pounds on Me
I have been going to Dresser Hill since my Mother milked cows by hand and put the steel milk cans in the back of her caddy and delivered it to Arthur! I was about five, and my favorite memory was the day I could finally eat a whole banana boat. Arthur was so tickled, all my banana boats were free that summer! I still have a couple of them in my back pockets!
The portions, as suggested by this reviewer and as you see in this warning, are very large. I go for the kids size, which is "only" one large scoop.
My favorite back in those camp days was coffee ice cream. Dresser Hill carried a particularly creamy variety, with an excellent coffee taste. Also, the color was a nice light shade of tan. Some nights, I would eat a pint (480 cc's) of the stuff.
I am pleased to report that the ice cream is the same as it was back then. The first lick brings back memories of a group of boys, sitting quietly in their beds, spooning ice cream, and listening to the crickets of early August outside the screen windows of our cabin.
So, of course, I return whenever I can. The farm is situated on the top of a hill in Charlton, with a view that extends for miles to the west overlooking the Quinebaug Valley. It is indeed unusual to have such an expanse.
The place has a long history, with lots of participants. Here's one from this review page:
Dresser Hill Put 100 Pounds on Me
I have been going to Dresser Hill since my Mother milked cows by hand and put the steel milk cans in the back of her caddy and delivered it to Arthur! I was about five, and my favorite memory was the day I could finally eat a whole banana boat. Arthur was so tickled, all my banana boats were free that summer! I still have a couple of them in my back pockets!
My favorite back in those camp days was coffee ice cream. Dresser Hill carried a particularly creamy variety, with an excellent coffee taste. Also, the color was a nice light shade of tan. Some nights, I would eat a pint (480 cc's) of the stuff.
I am pleased to report that the ice cream is the same as it was back then. The first lick brings back memories of a group of boys, sitting quietly in their beds, spooning ice cream, and listening to the crickets of early August outside the screen windows of our cabin.
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| The coffee ice cream is the same! |
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