We’d driven through Freeport, Illinois a few years back but somehow missed this gem, Union Dairy Farms. I must say, it was utter perfection. Ernie, of course, got vanilla, French vanilla to be exact. I got one scoop of black cherry and one scoop of caramel collision (although I swear Ernie referred to it as caramel collusion). They were both wonderful. A bite with a bit of both was unexpectedly delightful.
Onward.