Bostonians rightfully prides itself on their local ice cream purveyors, and for once their pride is not misplaced. Toscanini's is probably my favorite, especially his burnt caramel, which is refreshingly non-sweet. Other folks whose taste buds I respect rave about Christine's in Inman Square, especially for the seasonal flavors like blood peach. Herrell's ice cream may be a shade less delicious, but its hot fudge rocks. The once proud Steve's, which invented the mix-in concept, is a pale imitation of the original.
So cast your vote: