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Time Out
25-06-2025
- Entertainment
- Time Out
This ice cream shop has been named the best in New York
We know that we are preaching to the choir here, but it bears repeating: it is hot AF outside. Sure, only a few months ago we collectively threw our hands up to the gray skies, wishing for warmer days. But this? Two showers a day, hot? A transportation system that doubles as a sauna, hot? Tying a 140-year-old heat record, hot? It's a no for me dawg. But seeing as how complaining alone can't lower the temp in the air (or else, there would be a winter freeze by now), New York City is offering ways to keep cool, activating citywide cooling centers and reopening 60 plus outdoor public pools come this Friday. But the best way we know how to cool off? Ice cream. Yes, the combo of dairy, cream and sugar by the scoop, sundae and the pint is just the cure even the hottest of heads. Just in time for this heatwave, we recently updated our list of best ice cream shops in NYC. And this year, an Italian-inspired spot was crowned the number one spot. Caffè Panna made our number one top spot for all things swirled and scooped in 2025. Hallie Meyer is the owner behind the shop, powered by a lifelong love for all things ice cream. And we aren't just saying that—Meyer's love for cream and sugar goes deep, like a five-month residency working in gelaterias across Rome, deep. Cleary inspired by the silky scoops she found abroad, she returned stateside, scooping ice cream in the South Bronx before opening a brick-and-mortar in Gramercy in 2019. Last year, she took her custardy creations over to Greenpoint, opening a second location with roomy enough digs for a production facility and enough space to finally enjoy your scoops inside. While the shop's standard scoops are enough to make us brave the line (which there always is one), it's Meyer's rotating cast of specials (think pie crust and Sungold tomatoes and olive oil) that keep us coming back. Plus, the introduction of shaved Italian granitas topped with the signature Panna imported straight from the motherland, helps too. Right behind it, a Portland import made its debut nabbing the number two spot: Salt & Straw. Chain it may be, Salt & Straw's buttermilk-heavy scoops know how to keep things interesting, and we aren't just saying that because there are unlimited samples. Incorporating itself into the fold of the city, both Upper West Side and Chelsea locations (they opened both within a few months of each other) have exclusive scoops only found in NYC, including a babka version and a semi-savory smoked pastrami option sourced from famed Carnegie Deli. View this post on Instagram A post shared by Dominek Tubbs (@domnthecity) Dubbed 'Harlem's Finest Ice Cream Shop,' Sugar Hill Creamery is also one of our favorite local parlors, coming in at number three. While Nicholas and Petrushka Bazin Larsen's seasonal scoops of handmade carrot cake in the winter and strawberry basil lemon in the summer are enough to top the list, this ice cream shop receives close-to-top honors because of its ties to the community. (Inside, the walls feature rotating portraits of those who live in the neighborhood.) The flavors follow suit, as the Asap Rocky Road nods to the famous rapper who grew up in Harlem and their current flavor, Sonia's Pound Cake made with rosemary, apricot and chunks of pound cake, was made in collaboration with local Harlem-based influencer Dominek Tubbs of @domnthecity. The list rounds out with black sesame and pandan scoops in Chinatown and egg creams and sundaes from an ice cream OG in Carroll Gardens. Looking to cool off? Check out the full list of our best ice cream shops in the city.
Vogue
22-05-2025
- Entertainment
- Vogue
I Want My Funeral To Be Fun
An unfortunate fact about my life: I have spent a lot of time planning funerals. I was 21 when my mom died of stage four colon cancer. She requested a traditional Methodist service where Cat Stevens/Yusuf Islam's songs were to be played. Both of my American grandparents wanted smaller to-dos in a chapel connected to the funeral home and asked for open caskets (something I still think about to this day). And then there was my dad, who died of amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS) last year; he had a remarkable-for-the-disease four years to meticulously plan his funeral. The memorandum was full of staunch requests (my fiancé was to read this exact passage from the Bible by memory, there would be a slideshow of approved photos at the country club reception), which made the planning almost too easy for somebody who was larger than life. These experiences helped me learn something important about myself: I want people to have fun at my funeral. After all, the word does have 'fun' in it. Wear an outfit you think I'd like, but please remember I hate high-low dresses, skinny jeans, and khaki pants—the inspiration is Naomi Campbell at Andre Leon Talley's funeral. A movie theater-sized slideshow should be only hot photos of me—if I've ever texted you a tasteful nude, go ahead and throw it in there to remind everybody how good I looked. Let's hire Caffè Panna to hand out ice cream cones while a champagne tower overflows (each glass finished off with a crunched-up antidepressant adorning the rim). Maybe Sephora can do beauty touch-ups on-site, giving everybody a dab of Victoria Beckham lip gloss and a pop of Westman Atelier blush? Book the venue for the entire night, even though we all know if I was there, I would have snuck out at 9:15 p.m. sharp to be home with my cat. But I want my funeral to be a capital P party. Last month, transgender Filipino-American drag performer Bianca Castro-Arabejo (also known as Jiggly Caliente) passed away. Instead of a traditional funeral, 'Slaybill' (a play on Broadway Playbill) was hosted in her honor. The event took the idea of a celebration of life to heart—guests wore pastel colors and the run of show included eulogy-turned-comedy acts all about Caliente, as well as roasts that walked the line between dark humor and just plain dark. Fellow drag queen Karl Westerberg, known as Manila Luzon, embodied it all in his laughing-and-crying-at-the-same-time eulogy. When recalling filming Caliente's Drag Race tryout video in an Apple store, he said 'it was giving a glamorous Augustus Gloop going up the chocolate tube in Willy Wonka,' but also 'I'm so sad we can't keep doing and dreaming bigger and bigger things together.'
Vogue
04-05-2025
- Entertainment
- Vogue
Caffè Panna and a Claw Clip: It's Already Summer for Kendall Jenner
What's your flavour, Kendall Jenner? As celebrities continue to flow into New York for the forthcoming Met Gala—we're basically t-minus 24 hours now—the parties and cocktail affairs are popping off across the city to get the energy going. Sabrina Carpenter and Anne Hathaway hit up a Versace affair in respective blue sparkles and monochromatic sharp suiting, while Harlem held a rager with Doechii, Law Roach, A$AP Rocky, and Tyler Mitchell putting on their party gear. Dua Lipa and boyfriend Callum Turner enjoyed an intimate date night out together, in contrasting bright whites (him) and sleek black leather (her, of course!). Kendall Jenner, however, has kept it pretty chill this weekend. The model was photographed yesterday (Saturday May 3), joining friends at casual celeb hangout Bar Pitti in Greenwich Village, a spot she's usually found at with pal Hailey Bieber. Photo: Backgrid She cut a casual figure—likely to be in complete contrast to the look she has prepared to debut on the steps of the Met this coming Monday—wearing the go-to brands of the refined, elegant Kendall Jenner wardrobe. The model opted for a short beige suede Loewe jacket over a plain white t-shirt, black straight leg jeans (the current denim silhouette du jour of the off-duty model), and black calf-hair ballet flats by The Row. (Would you expect anything else?). For accessories, she also toted a bag from The Row, and wore some silver hoops, a set of brown sunglasses, and a red claw clip to pull her hair into a chic French twist—the red color matching the ripple through her Caffè Panna gelato. She clutched several ice-cream cups from the iconic gelateria for her pals, and enjoyed her own scoops on some New York steps while the springtime sun went down. In Jenner's world, we're way past the First Monday of May—it's already summer.
