Azucar, meaning sugar, is true to its name. The ice cream it makes is more sweet than creamy. You can use a spoon to separate portions of it before it turns soft enough to flow. That’s not necessarily a bad thing. If you order your coffee “sweet” hereabouts, you know that profligate use of sugar is in fact a Little Havana way of doing things.
The flavor repertoire is stunning: many dozens are listed on the wall, although only a couple dozen are available at any one time. All the usual favorites are available, plus an array of tropical flavors found nowhere else: platano maduro, lychee, flan, passion fruit, guava, and one named Burn In Hell, Fidel! Abuela Maria is a house favorite: vanilla enriched with cream cheese and studded with bits of guava and sweet cookie. Seasonal specialties include orange blossom/almond, berry Christmas, and sweet potato/chile/chocolate chip.
There are no fancy-pants dishes. Ice cream is sold by the scoop, in a cup or in a cone – sugar cone, waffle cone, or chocolate-dipped waffle cone.
Nearly everything is taken from the shop and eaten on the stroll along Calle Ocho (Little Havana’s main drag), although there are some cushioned benches up front where it is possible to sit and lick.