Stopped by C.R.E.A.M. (Cookies Rule Everything Around Me) the other night, despite a friend's insistence that the line was "always out the door." I mean, I guess, but that's because the inside is like a shoebox, if shoes smelled delicious and doled out goodness sandwiched in more goodness. The concept behind C.R.E.A.M. is ice cream sandwiches. That's it. You pick your ice cream, you pick your cookies, and depending on what server you get they either make it with tender loving care or slap it together haphazardly because they hate you, as you can see to the left. Mine (top left): Two oven-warmed chocolate cookies gently but snugly hugging cookie dough ice cream. D's (bottom right): A scoop of chocolate roughly forced into two hard peanut butter cookies. My sandwich was delicious and gooey, albeit extremely difficult to eat since the ice cream keeps pooping out the back of your sandie. They've got quite a list of amazing sounding ice creams and cookies, making combinations like old fashioned cherry vanilla with butter sugar or mint chocolate with oatmeal (I don't judge!) possible. Also, the sandwiches are uber cheap at $2, so you can try as many traditional or fucked-up versions as you want.
Side note: Do not try and take pictures in there. They will glare at you, as evidenced by the picture below. She was not a happy individual.
2399 Telegraph Ave., Berkeley