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Miss Martha’s Ice Cream Crankin’: An Ice Cream Lover’s Dream Come True
Sunday was an ice cream lover’s dream come true. The Martha O’Bryan Center held its 23rd Purity Miss Martha’s Ice Cream Crankin’ Contest on the lawn of First Presbyterian Church in Nashville. Basically, it’s all the homemade ice cream you can eat, dozens of unique flavors, all for $8. After church, lunch, and a little naptime, you had better believe the Rutabagas were there for this one. All you can eat homemade ice cream. Who doesn’t love that? We even managed to drag the husband along.
Since 1984, Miss Martha’s Ice Cream Crankin’ contest has brought together people from many communities across Nashville to crank homemade ice cream and serve it up for a great cause. The contest, sponsored by Purity dairies, benefits the Martha O’Bryan Center, a non-profit organization providing integrated services to families in the James A. Cayce Homes, Nashville’s oldest and largest public housing development, as well as residents of surrounding East Nashville neighborhoods. Judging by the size of the crowd, and the large amount of paper sampling cups dispensed, I’d say that this year’s event was a success.
The Martha O’Bryan Center’s mission statement is as follows: “On a foundation of Christian faith, the Martha O’Bryan Center empowers children, youth, and adults in poverty to transform their lives through work, education, employment, and fellowship.” The ministry that is now known as Martha O’Bryan Center began in 1894, when Miss Martha O’Bryan organized The Gleaners Society at First Presbyterian Church, Nashville to assist her in delivering food, clothing, and furniture to families in need. During the next 50 years, the ministry met the needs of the community in a variety of ways including establishing Nashville’s first kindergarten, a girls’ settlement home, and a free clinic.
As I said before, Miss Martha’s Ice Cream Crankin’ is an ice cream lover’s dream. Even if you’re not feeling charitable, this event is a can’t miss. As one exuberant Rutabaga exclaimed, “This is better than Christmas!” (The presents part, not the Jesus’ birthday part, of course.) The weather was perfect, a nice breeze was blowing, and the tall trees that scattered the ample lawn in front of the First Presbyterian Church provided plenty of shade. There were four entertainment stages spread across the grounds to provide a little ambience. If that wasn’t enough, a random guy popped up here and there riding about six different types of unicycles and even managing to throw in some fire baton juggling.
Here’s the breakdown. After we parked our cars at the nearby John Overton High School and crossed Franklin Pike with the help of a lovely law officer/temporary crossing guard, we made our way over to the ticket table and paid our $8. This year, people who bought tickets online also received a coupon for a free pint of Purity ice cream. We did not do this and hope they provide this little online ticket incentive next year.
After getting all paid up, we were each given a paper bracelet, the kind you sometimes get at bars or fairs or amusement parks, a little blue paper cup, and a plastic spoon. Cups and spoons in hand, we were let loose to navigate the crowded tents and tables housing all sorts of coolers, cranks, and iced Tupperware containers. We were on a mission to try every flavor we could. There were chocolate based, vanilla based and sorbets, fruity flavors and alcohol mixes. The choices ranged from simply vanilla to “whoa, there is way too much going on in this cup.” The sampling sizes ranged from one tiny spoonful to a whole cupful of ice cream, depending on the server.
We made valiant efforts to sample every single flavor, but with over 500 gallons of ice cream available in who knows how many flavors, there was no way that was going to happen. No possible way. But we did have fun trying, and stuffing ourselves until we were almost sick. Here are a few of my favorite scoops: Wild Flower honey (the only table I went back to for seconds), pistachio, lemonade sorbet, tequila Mexican vanilla (because everything’s better when you add tequila to it), and double berry.
In the midst of all the ice cream sampling madness, there was actually a contest going on. Aside from all us regular folks, there were bona fide ice cream judges, consisting of Purity representatives, ice cream industry specialists, and local celebrities. Awards were given for 1st, 2nd, and 3rd place in the following categories: chocolate base, vanilla base, other, and youth created (Age 16 and under). A winner was chosen from each category, and the overall favorite was named the Miss Martha’s Crankin’ Contest winner.
Coco Loco was the winning creation, dreamed up and mixed up by a pair of 13-year-old boys. Coco Loco is made of chocolate ice cream, caramel swirl, and Take 5 candy bars. If all goes as planned, meaning Purity can duplicate the flavor for mass market, we’ll be seeing this new flavor in stores sometime in February. Sadly, I missed out on trying the winning flavor. Since I’m not a huge fan of chocolate ice cream, I skipped the chocolate-base section to make sure there was room in my tummy for everything I wanted to try. Despite this seemingly brilliant plan and my efforts to eat as little as possible all day, there wasn’t. Maybe next year.
Speaking of next year, I can’t wait until next summer just so I can do this all over again. It was that good, y’all. I’m sure all the Rutabagas would agree.
Must haves: a lot of room in your tummy for a lot of ice cream and maybe a couple bottles of water. If you’re anything like me, all that ice cream will make you thirsty. Luckily, this year, the weather was perfect. But that may not always be the case. Come prepared for hot, August weather if you decide to come out for the Crankin’ contest next summer, which you will because I said to, right?
Could have done without it: the reusable cups. You have to use the same cup and spoon throughout the entire sampling process. They got pretty nasty toward the end. I kept rinsing mine out with bottled water.
What makes it special: There are all kinds of homemade ice cream flavors, mixtures you would never think of yourself. This is more than your churches summer ice cream social with the vanilla and chocolate and occasional peach, strawberry, or banana. When it comes to ice cream, Miss Martha’s Crankers don’t play.
Know before you go: You’re pretty much going to be walking around the whole time, so don’t worry about bringing lawn chairs or blankets to sit on. Also, the restrooms are the portable variety, and if you’re like me, you try to avoid those as much as possible.
Parking: For this year, the parking instructions were the following (though this may change before next year): You may park at the following locations adjacent to the Crankin’ along Franklin Road the day of the event. Trolleys will pick you up and return you to where you parked coming to and from the Crankin’. Franklin Road Academy, John Overton High School, Holy Trinity Greek Orthodox Church, Due to major construction, there will be no parking on-site at First Presbyterian Church the day of the Crankin’ or at Judson Baptist Church. I would expect that last one to change before next year.
Price: Adults $8, Children (Ages 2-5) $5, and Children under 2 are FREE
Website: www.marthaobryan.org
Phone: 615-254-1791
Address: First Presbyterian Church, 4815 Franklin Pike, Nashville
Schedule: Check the Web site next summer for updates
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4 comments August 5, 2008
Bobbie’s Dairy Dip and an Old-Fashioned Ice Cream Social
Bobbie’s Dairy Dip, located on Charlotte Avenue in Nashville, is the embodiment of small town American charm. Multicolored light bulbs and a shiny, metallic American flag banner outline the long-established drive-up burger joint and ice cream stand, lending the distant yet familiar nostalgia of the good old days – the ones that passed long before I was born. The long line of customers enduring the heat of the pavement in front of the sliding glass window entices passers-by to ditch their air-conditioned cars and join the crowd.
Bobbie’s Dairy Dip has been serving up burgers, fries, hot dogs, milkshakes, soft-serve ice cream, floats, banana splits, hot fudge cake sundaes, and the like to Nashvillians and tourists for over fifty years. Now that’s a long time; at least it is to a young’un like me. In my opinion, this is a “must try at least once” for anyone who lives in the Nashville area and loves ice cream. Though the place has gotten a few negative reviews on Citysearch, my experience at Bobbie’s was quite swell.
Our little trip to Bobbie’s was for their summer Ice Cream Social, featuring folksy-type artists Caitlin Rose, James Wallets, Sawgrass, and Danger and The Steel Cut Oats. A note on the music: it was intimate and entertaining. Caitlin Rose was quirky and cute, wearing an oversized sweatshirt (she told us not to ask why), side ponytail, and giant red sunglasses. Sawgrass was a pleasure. And Danger and the Steel Cut Oats ended the whole show with an audience participation version of Oasis’ “Wonderwall” that sent them into the crowd as we all sang a cappella, swaying back and forth with cell phones in the air, while cars drove by, most likely gawking and mouthing “WTF?”
The weather was nice and there weren’t any annoying children, so we didn’t mind waiting in the long, long line. For dinner, I ordered a regular cheeseburger and then shared an order of onion rings and an order of fries with a friend. We ordered their sweet potato fries, but they gave us the regular kind. This was my one big complaint for the evening. We decided we didn’t want to wait any longer to have the order changed and just went with it. The wait to hear our names called at the pick-up window was a bit long for standing in line, but I guess that just means that our burgers were made to order and hadn’t been sitting under a bacteria-multiplying heat lamp for who knows how long. If you order anything that has to be cooked, this is not fast food. Our friends who had all ordered grilled cheeses were finished eating before our burgers and fries arrived at the pick-up window.
Once our order was served, we headed over to the brightly colored picnic tables to enjoy the food and the music. We shared our table with total strangers who then became friends, further enhancing the small town feel. After reading reviews online, I didn’t expect much from my burger, but it did exceed expectations (though they were pretty small to begin with). It wasn’t small or dry like others have experienced (granted, this was a special occasion). In fact, I found it pretty homemade-ish, like it just came off the old charcoal grill in the backyard and placed on a quite lovely sesame seed bun. Of course, it’s not going to be a gourmet burger. This is a burger stand, not a five-star restaurant. It tasted like a burger from a burger stand – somewhere between McDonald’s and I guess your casual dining establishment of choice. The fries (though not the ones we actually ordered) ended up being sparse and only so-so, but the onion rings were delish. I love onion rings.
When the line had thinned, our food had disappeared into our bellies, and the fabulously quirky Caitlin Rose had finished her set, we headed back to the walk-up window to order our ice cream – the thing we really came for. To be honest, I can’t tell you exactly what all was on the menu (the usual ice cream shop stuff: shakes, sundaes, and of course, dips) because once I saw the Heath Bar Swirlie, a generous amount of crushed Heath Bar chunks mixed into rich, creamy soft-serve ice cream, I stopped looking. Ever since the Sonic (a major part of my small-town adolescence) quit serving their Heath Bar Blasts in favor of the fluffy, not quite as good Butterfinger Blast, I have been missing it something terrible. And Bobbie’s brought it back to me. Ah … it was a sweet, sweet reunion.
As I said, I would recommend Bobbie’s Dairy Dip to anyone (except for maybe hardcore dieters, as I don’t recall seeing any salads on the menu). So drive on over to 5301 Charlotte Avenue, park your car, walk on up to the slide-glass window, and get yourself some rich, fattening, marvelous ice cream. It’s what they’re know for. The rest of the menu is just there in case you get hungry. I hope I make it back before they close up for the winter. I seriously need to try one of those milkshakes and indulge in a ginormous hot fudge cake sundae. I’ve also heard the Banana Boat is a “must have,” but I don’t like bananas.
Must haves: anything from the sweet treats portion of the menu. The Heath Bar Swirlie is perfection, and the hot fudge cake sundae comes highly recommended, as does the Banana Boat.
Could have done without it: The ice cream melted pretty quickly in the sun, and the fries were nothing special. I’d skip those and pick the onion rings instead.
What makes it special: its nostalgic charm. Plus, it’s been around so long, you can almost say it’s a historic landmark … or at least a part of Nashville history.
Know before you go: There are no restrooms, so keep that in mind. And Bobbie’s does take plastic now, so you don’t have to worry if you don’t have cash.
Parking: Parking can be a little tight, but they do have a few drive-up spaces.
Price: $1-10
Website: myspace.com/bobbiesdairydip
Phone: (615) 463-8088
Address: 5301 Charlotte Ave, Nashville, TN 37209-3001
Hours: Open late April through late October
Monday: 11am-7pm (kitchen close 7pm)
Tuesday-Thursday: 11am-9pm (kitchen close 8:30pm)
Friday-Saturday: 11am-10pm (kitchen close 9:30pm)
Sunday: 12pm-9pm (kitchen close 8:30pm)
2 comments July 3, 2008
Free Root Beer Floats from A&W
So yesterday, A&W Restaurants across the U.S. gave away free root beer floats. Who doesn’t love root beer floats? Moreover, who doesn’t love free? Of course I, along with Kim, headed over to the Cool Springs A&W / KFC after my hour long kickboxing class at the Cool Springs YMCA to partake in the FREE ice creamy, root beery goodness. All through kickboxing class, all I could think about was how all this hard calorie-burning work was going to be so worth it because of the guilt-free root beer float that was soon to follow.
I was practically salivating when we got to the counter. We ordered KFC popcorn chicken and requested our free root beer floats. Yum, yes? Uh … no. The root beer was not only warm, but it was also flat, and not just root beer flat … really flat. I didn’t even finish it. And I was super thirsty from a long, hot workout. On top of all that, the whole place was kind of gross. There were flies attacking the buffet. I would not recommend the Cool Springs A&W to anyone. I would probably only go back if they were offering free floats again in hopes of undoing the damage caused to my taste buds.
Oh, A&W, why do you have to entice me with your promises of sweet root beer float goodness only to disappoint me so? Why? Why?
A picture of false promises and shattered dreams … sigh
1 comment June 18, 2008
Las Paletas gourmet popsicles – Nashville’s 12South District
On a beautiful spring outing at Sevier Park in Nashville’s 12South District, I was introduced to one of the city’s many hidden treasures – Las Paletas gourmet popsicles. When someone in our little group of Frisbee throwers, bubble blowers, and kite fliers suggested, “Hey, let’s all go get popsicles,” I thought to myself: Sure, why not? I’ll tag along. I’m not a huge popsicle fan. In fact, I’ve even been known to turn down a free popsicle every now and then. But I was feeling adventurous and decided to try it. Little did I know what I was getting myself into.
Las Paletas is located in the art-deco style Cypress Building on the northwest corner of 12th Ave South and Kirkwood, just across the street from Sevier Park. The inside is very minimalistic, with a small counter, a couple of ice cream cases filled with the delicious treats, and an old school blackboard where the flavors of the day are listed. Since there is no sign on the building, Las Paletas can be hard to find. But once you’ve experienced the pure popsicle joy that is Las Paletas, you’re sure never to forget it.
A paleta is a Latin American ice pop usually made from fresh fruit and most often sold by street vendors. Here’s a little Spanish lesson for you: The name comes from palo, or “stick,” and the diminutive ending –eta, referencing the little flat stick frozen into each item. The stores, carts, and kiosks where they are sold are known as paleterías, and the sellers are called paleteros.
At Las Paletas, you will find what many call the best gourmet popsicles in town. These are not you’re your ordinary sticky, syrupy, artificial fruit flavored popsicles. For these homemade ice pops, only all natural ingredients are used. They come in unique flavors like chocolate wasabi, honeydew, blackberry lime, tamarind with chili, hibiscus, strawberry coconut, and pineapple blueberry. The flavors can change from day to day, and the popsicles come in two basic varieties: creamy paletas and fruit paletas. Both are equally delicious.
The two flavors I tried were the creamy strawberry coconut and the fruity blackberry lime. My personal preference leans toward the creamy variety, but both were awesomely delish. I would recommend Las Paletas to EVERYONE. At $2.50 a pop, this place is a definite must try. Be careful, though, you may be like me and develop a popsicle craving where none existed before.
Must have items: anything, everything, as long as you just try it
Could have done without it: the long line, but that just goes to show how popular these icy treats are
What makes it special: Where else are you going to find a gourmet popsicle?
Know before you go: Since there’s no sign on the building, it’s important to know exactly where you are going before you try to find the place. And bring cash; they don’t take the plastic.
Parking: There is an adequately sized lot. And if you happen to be at Sevier Park when your popsicle craving hits, it’s an easy walk from the park.
Price: $
Web site: http://www.wheresthesign.com
Address: 2907 12th Ave S Nashville, TN 37204
Phone: (615) 386-2101
Hours: Tuesday-Saturday: 12pm-7pm
3 comments May 25, 2008
