Homemade Ice Cream & Bakery Café

Wow. I wish we lived closer. Everything was amazing! I had Tomato soup and half grilled cheese. It was the best Tomato soup I've ever had. My husband had lobster bisque. He loved it. The pies and cakes looked great too. We ended our meal with ice cream which was also excellent. We'll be back for sure.

It was so delicious. You should definitely try their chocolate cake people. It was so delicious. The frosting was so creamy.

We absolutely love eating at Homemade! The sandwiches, salads and soups are delicious! We have never had a bad meal and we have been going for years! The desserts are so good and we love the variety! Their catered sandwiches are perfect for family get togethers too! I can't say enough about everyone who works there, always friendly and always going the extra mile! Definitely a place you feel at home!

So, I’m preemptively giving 3/5 with the hope that the actual food is better than the sweets. It would be 2/5 if I was just rating the desserts. We have visited here multiple times for dessert, but we have been disappointed pretty much every time. We kept going back to try different treats hoping to find something we really liked because we live so close, and there aren’t many bakeries nearby. However, after trying a variety of dessert items (cakes, pies, cookies, pudding, ice cream, and more), I can confidently say this is not a place I want to go to for dessert. Some of the cakes are acceptable. The red velvet is kind of bomb, but most of the items we have tried have been pretty mediocre or even just plain bad. The apple pie in particular is probably the actual worst pie I have ever had.

A TRAGIC, KETCHUP-LESS NIGHTMARE I walked into this restaurant with hope in my heart and hunger in my soul. I ordered a simple BLT. Just a BLT. Bacon. Lettuce. Tomato. Bread. A classic. An American masterpiece. All I wanted to complete this sacred sandwich was one beautiful, glorious side of ketchup. And what did they tell me? “We don’t have ketchup.” I’m sorry… what??? You’re telling me a restaurant serving sandwiches does not possess the single most iconic condiment known to mankind? No ketchup? Not a packet hiding in a drawer? Not a dusty bottle in the back? Nothing?? I stared down at my BLT, helpless. The bacon was crispy. The lettuce was fresh. The tomato was juicy. But without ketchup, it felt incomplete. Like a movie without an ending. Like fries without salt. Like a burger without