This one is kind of a stretch to include in my Ballard ice cream shop reviews, since it’s technically in Phinney Ridge. Even my four-year-old called me out on this one before we even got out of the car, “Are you sure this is in Ballard?” These hipster kids, their hipster radar is strong. But, I drive by this place on my way home from work and I didn’t want to miss out if there was some good artisanal locally sourced organic stuff going on there. And once my two-year-old heard the name, BLUEbird, she was insistent. She was certain this would be where she would finally find the elusive blue ice cream she’s been desperately craving.
Consistent with our previous experiences, the ice cream flavors offered at Bluebird are delicious mysteries. They are listed on a chalkboard but hidden behind the counter, it’s anyone’s guess what colors they are. Is it really that weird to ask, “Do you have any blue or green flavors?” Because I have gotten some very strange looks. Have these people ever met children? It’s a well-known fact that children eat colors, not flavors. Or is that just my kids? Maybe these wholesome Ballard kids raised on hemp milk and artisanal nut cheese don’t know that food can be blue. The girls finally decided on chocolate and mint chocolate chip, but D had a really hard time with the fact that there was no blue ice cream at Bluebird.
We sat outside, though the whole wall of the shop opens up to blur the distinction between indoors and outdoors. I think this is supposed to be desired if you don’t associate “outdoors” with sunburn/rain/wind/bugs/traffic. But I digress. My #optoutside #hipsterkids outvoted me on this one. M stated that this was her favorite ice cream, but to be honest, she usually says that. I sampled both kids’ flavors, and they were good. Though to be honest, I’m writing this a month later and am having trouble remembering how they were, so I suppose it wasn’t very memorable. I recommend Bluebird if you enjoy sitting outside inside and have an empty growler to fill with beer.