For as long as I can remember, our options for quality ice cream in Paris could mostly be counted on two fingers: Berthillon and Pozzetto. Today, there are legions and Parisians are willing to queue for them, sometimes several blocks deep. And as much as I proclaim I’d never wait more than a few minutes for any treat, seeing people emerge gleefully from the line with that scientifically irresistible combination of sugar, fat, ice, and air, has become a bat signal I can’t ignore— especially during the summer.
But let’s be honest: there are acceptably long lines and tremendously long lines. The latter forms at places like Berthillon and Amorino (though this one is wholly unwarranted, in my opinion) and for a time, Folderol (but more on that below) and are, frankly, too overwhelming. Fortunately, there are plenty of superb scoops to be had elsewhere. When I feel the craving come on, these are some of the places I’m inclined to visit. And oops! There are way more than three :)