Pop Bar

When I was a kid, nothing screamed summer than running in the park with friends and hearing the ice cream truck man.  A cool popsicle was all I ever wanted. Messy? yes. Turned my tongue and mouth all different kinds of colors? check.  But it was so tasty and just a part of childhood.

I didn’t know this place existed till recently and it looks like I’ll be heading over there when the weather gets better…it’s called Pop Bar and they sell a variety of gourmet popsicles for the inner child in you.

Get more information on this gem in the West Village here!