A New York Post article from 1999 hangs in the window at Cones in the West Village, and we have a feeling nothing has changed about this place since then. We mean this in the best possible way. There’s fluorescent lighting, red and pink walls, and large posters hung up that say things like “Ice Cream Attitude”. The 32 different flavors might feel overwhelming, but think of it as a dying art that you can’t take for granted, like hailing a yellow taxi cab, or long menus at diners. You can’t really go wrong, but we like the mint chocolate chip, and once had a pleasant corn flavor. You should add the homemade hot fudge to whatever you get, but we probably didn’t have to tell you that.