Like I said in my last post, a lot has been going on recently. Just a few weekends ago we had the chance to visit the Museum of Ice Cream while it was still in LA. Okay, so our visit was not by “chance.” I was literally on my computer the second they added additional tickets to this place because they completely sold out the first time around. If you didn’t know, the Museum of Ice Cream was the place to be this summer in LA and with all the hype surrounding it we just had to go.
So, was it worth it??
Well, here is the skinny on the Museum of Ice Cream…
To begin, all I knew when we purchased tickets is that the museum was colorful, Instagram-worthy, and there was free ice cream. That’s it. Other than seeing pictures posted all over the ‘gram I really didn’t know what to expect.
As we pulled up to the bubblegum pink building in the middle of the Arts District of LA, I could not help but get a little excited. Along with 20 other people who had the same ticket time as us, we lined up and were given the rules of the museum. As far as I could remember there were 3 rules: don’t touch the hanging bananas, don’t try to eat the giant ice cream bars, and lastly keep moving. Unfortunately, because this was a walkthrough experience you could not stay and “hang out” in any room for too long. Which, for me, made the whole experience seem a bit more rushed than I would have liked. But hey, what can you do? As we entered the lobby we were given our first treat of the day, Dove chocolate, and told that when we entered the next room listen to the instructions on the phone.
We were then lead through two big pink doors and into an entirely pink room with matching pink dial phones. It was very cute, especially considering half the kids have never seen telephones like that before. But these cute phones were not just merely props. If you actually took the time to pick up the phone and hold down the receiver, there was actually a little welcome message to all the visitors. A nice little touch since the message included some information on the museum and its exhibits. Although it was a bit hard to hear over the noise, which was perfectly fine because how could you not be loud and excited to enter the Museum of Ice Cream?!, the little information I did hear made our upcoming experience seem even more promising.
Once everyone had their fill of pictures, we went through another pair of pink doors and officially entered the Museum of Ice Cream. From that point on we were able to walk through the museum at our own pace.
As we walked into each consecutive room, we were bombarded again, and again, with colorful backdrops and fun displays. Throughout our visit we tasted churro flavored ice cream courtesy of Cream, handfuls of gummy bears, a mint flavored mochi ice cream, chocolate malt balls, black licorice, and a strawberry ice cream sandwich as the finale.
The girls ran wild the entire time, laughing and giggling as they explored every room. If it was up to Holland we could have finished the whole thing in 5 minutes flat! We tried our best to slow them down and appreciate each room as much as we could without spoiling all the fun.
And this is pretty much how our entire visit proceeded. Simply viewing colorful exhibits, trying to wrangle the girls, and pausing to eat a bit of ice cream every now and then.
I kept looking for signage with information pertaining to ice cream or even the artists of these beautiful exhibits but there was none to be found.
While we had plenty of fun on the swings, hugging the gummy bears, and eating the sweet treats, the Museum of Ice Cream turned out to be more of an art exhibit rather than a traditional museum. Which, for me, was a little disappointing. Granted I love art and enjoyed the colorful exhibits, but going into the MUSEUM of Ice Cream I was hoping to learn just a little more about this sweet treat. Maybe if I had taken the time to chat with the staff, who was placed periodically throughout the rooms, I could have been enlightened. Or maybe I missed the whole point of the museum entirely? Maybe it is just supposed to be aesthetically pleasing…?
Slight disappointment aside, the real reason we went was for the girls and they seemed to have a ball! At times it felt like we were in Willy Wonka’s Chocolate factory. If only they had lickable walls! But that was made up for by the sprinkle pool.
By far our favorite part of the entire exhibit, the sprinkle pool was everything we wanted it to be. Hayden seriously had the time of her life jumping from the diving board and playing with the various floaties and beach balls. Holland, on the other hand, was not too fond of it at first. That quickly changed once she picked up a handful of sprinkles and threw it at us. So sweet, right?
We spent a good 3-5 minutes playing in the pool before we were told our time was up. Once we put back on our shoes and gathered the rest of our belongings we walked down a long hallway and into the gift shop area, aka the end of the museum.
And that was it.
Our ice cream adventure had ended.
With a total of 10 rooms, a few treats, and a sprinkle pool, the Museum of Ice Cream left me wanting just a bit more. When I say more, I mean more information. Why not include the history of ice cream or the ways it has evolved over the decades? Even information on the artists that created these wonderful exhibits would have sufficed. In the end, I wanted to walk away with more than just pictures.
But, like I mentioned before, this visit was less about me and more about the girls. They both had a great time and we all made some wonderful new memories. Which, in the end, made it all worthwhile.
So to sum it all up;
Was I happy that I got to experience the Museum of Ice Cream while it was here in Los Angeles??
Would I go again knowing what I know now??
Probably not, but I would be willing to give it a second shot if the girls insisted.
So there you have it. The skinny on the Museum of Ice Cream. If any of you visited I would love to hear about your experience! Leave me some comments down below!