Whether it's resuscitating frostbitten ice cream or discretely concealing alcohol like a frosty flask, milkshakes represent the pinnacle of man's efforts to bend ice cream to his will (sorry, Dippin' Dots). But in a city full of pretenders, which shakes are certain to satisfy? Is a malt considered a milkshake? And why are people who enjoy Black and Whites such virulent communists? We have the discussion so you don't have to take your lips off the straw. more ›