there’s a mural in the short north that visually puns a much a much-punned upon painting (itself a visual pun) by turning, literally, one of the painting’s figures upside down upon her head. it’s been said the meaning of each are equally ambiguous, but—alas—critics we are not.
what we can tell you, however, is that, this summer, inside the building upon which the aforementioned mural appears, a certain celebrated local producer of artisinal ice creams will be opening a new location. we haven’t written expressly about them yet; but, suffice to say, these folks make an ice-cream sandwich that’s unlike any other.
