One thing that no one tells you when you get a new catalytic converter for your car is that you need to drive it for over a hundred miles and a bunch of starts before the computer resets and you can get a new inspection sticker. My impatience had been raging so I spun the dial and aimed toward Fall River. It was nearby that I scored a Cranberry Bog cone.
After a first stop in Fall River found Kone Head closed since February, I drove a bit west and landed here at Somerset Creamery. Begun in 1937 by Victor Spanick, the store remains in the family, and the Cape Cod location in Cataumet is run by his grandson. Other than a lapse while Spanick served in World War II, the creamery has been constantly in the business of providing ice cream to South Coast residents.
While they used to have three locations in the area, including the Milk Can which was a building in the shape of a milk bottle, but now all that remains is this spot on Lee’s River right before the Swansea line on Rt 6. The building looks as though it has recently had a serious facelift, with a new clean shop put on the front of the old creamery where they still make the ice cream. While there are lines directing customers through the store, there’s no inside seating, but outside provides some great vistas to the river that runs from behind the store all the way to the ocean.
The clean interior and pervasive smell of waffle cones is very inviting, and makes all of the flavors in their shop seem worthy of a taste. With recipes over seventy years old, it’s a pretty safe bet that most of these offerings are tried and true. A sign on the door proclaims that they’ll be closing around Columbus Day, depending on when the ice cream supply dwindles. My biggest dilemma came when I realized that since it’s now September that the special flavor is Indian Pudding.
I sampled the Indian pudding and swooned, but realized that since I was down here needed to at least sample the flavor that is exclusive to this place. After I did, I realized I could have more Indian pudding elsewhere, but the cranberry bog was necessary. A cranberry ice cream with sweetened cranberry halves (not craisins!), walnuts and chocolate chunks, a simple taste of this was enough to know it was special. The flavors collided with each other, but none dominated, and the ice cream itself had very subtle flavors and hues that allowed everything hanging in the mix to bring a lot to the table.
As you can see, there’s not a cone in that picture. I didn’t drop it or anything, I just ran out of batteries. I even switched them out for my primary back-up pair, but despite a recent recharging, they couldn’t get the camera on at all. When the drippings started to cover my hand, I threw in the towel and just ate it, then dug through my car for my emergency pair of non-rechargeables and snapped this shot that I had so well framed until the power died. Close your eyes and you can imagine the cone right there.
Cone – small $3.10 medium $3.70 large $4.20
Sundae – kids $3.40 regular $5
Frappe $3.95 extra-thick $4.60
Open first weekend of Spring-Columbus Day