First off, I should say that I am probably not the right person to write this review. After spending a summer on Mackinac Island (for non-Michiganders, it’s a resort island up north specializing in the export of fudge and other confections) and subsisting largely on free ice cream cones, chocolate shops and the like don’t hold the same excitement they once did. In fact, I can no longer eat fudge, knowing what’s in it.

Paul Wong
DAVID KATZ/Daily
Chocolate Caf

But with only a few days of weather warm enough to sit outside and eat ice cream remaining, I went farther afield to find an alternative to Ben and Stucci’s. (Sorry, with them being so close together, I get confused.)

My ramblings took me all the way to the Chocolate Caf

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