Three Tarts

This summer we didn't go to the beach, we didn't go a-weekending, heck, we barely even had any picnics due to the unusually wet weather. But, as it turns out, we didn't have to, because we discovered Three Tarts instead. This Chelsea emporium sells high-end, cutesy housewares (like halter-top aprons), makes its own lovely, tiny desserts, and specializes in frozen treats, including the banana-and-chocolate cake and lavender-honey-lemon ice cream sandwiches we selected.



It perfectly resembles the kinds of stores you find punctuating the Hamptons or the Cape, but it's much much closer and far less chi-chi. When we were there, we overheard a chef-customer talking to the chef-owner about how to incorporate corn into sweets and watched a pre-teen devour "The Meat Club for Girls." And then we went back to our business, licking another summer away.