Paradise Cafe

Hidden gem. We were staying at a friend’s house and after a few days just at the beach we had a couple of days exploring. I regret finding this place on our last day as I would have gone everyday.
Unlike a lot of modern candy/​ice cream places, who are about their flashy displays without an unique choices, this place had an interesting choice, good prices, old school arcade set up at the back, huge selection of ice creams and ices and a drive thru window… Brilliant.
I wish them great success and maybe suggest trying to tape into beach traffic with more than just the road sign.

This place gives Baskin Robins a run for their money! This place is every kids dream.
Hard to find novelty candies (aka Box of Bugers), old fashioned candies, and endless flavors of ice cream and italian ice. There is a .25 cent arcade in the back.
If you trying to quit smoking they even have candy ciggaretts… which are sooooo polically correct! ha ha
I probably would have given them 5 stars except Neighborhood Rd. is skeevy. As I was eating my Pumpkin Spice ice cream in the front I must have seen at least 3 different people walk by who clearly looked wasted on some sort of needle drug. Ughhhh…

Maybe I’m just easy to please? But in many ways ice cream is ice cream? Paradise has a nice selection of flavors and candy, plus a quarter arcade. I think the atmosphere was great; fun place to kill some time with the little ones. I find it more of a destination than an ice cream parlor. I found it FUN! Kids said «Dad this place is cool»

And now our bodies are oh so gross, not light
I never felt so good, I never felt so right
And we’re glowing like the yellow on a butter knife
The sign out front states, albeit in relatively fine print, that they accept all competitors’ coupons. «Let us take you back to paradise», they assert. They boast a dollar menu — churros, hot dogs, knishes, funnel cake, corn dogs — much like the other additive-​stricken, obesity-​inducing, diabetes-​initiating national institutions, but run the gambit on a local level. Sweet tooth engage, with Visa or MC or cash, at least. There are racks of HFCS, air hockey tables and arcades that don’t seem to be turned on, and tables & chairs that seem to be on the verge of collapsing. They cite homemade ice cream but display Ben & Jerry’s font inside. Their «two for Tuesdays» BOGO soft serve mirrors that of Ice Cream Cottage but won’t steer me farther from home to Paradise, for a variety of reasons.
The small gets you one flavor but 2 or 2.5 scoops, and I made my selection from the backmost display, one largely out of view unless you do some exploring. I went with the blueberry cheesecake, struggling to order from the guy on a personal call the whole time… after he actually even looked in my direction at all, that is. I coupled my purchase with a Twizzler assortment and sat at their umbrella’d tables outside. The frozen blueberry chunks were far from endearing and overpowered the flavor, but the overkill was still delicious.
Though it’s cold and lonely in the deep dark night
I can see Paradise by the dashboard light