When the mercury broke the 60-degree mark on Tuesday, Gothamist immediately began obsessing about frozen confections. Rest assured, the irony of the situation wasn't lost on us. If anyone offered us an ice cream cone during the recent cold snap that saw temps in the teens, things might have gotten ugly. As is often the case when we crave cold comfort, Gothamist was soon strolling the Tudor-lined streets of Forest Hills Gardens with one destination......