6 Best Ice Cream Shops near Massillon

“Stopped in here today and was not disappointed. I had banana cream pie milkshake and it was delicious...the decision was not easy because there is a ginormous selection. I'm looking forward to trying all the different flavors. Freshly made. Love the ambiance in here. Definitely going back and highly recommend.“

“I can’t believe I’m about to say this, but Handel’s Ice Cream actually saved my life—and it’s all thanks to one guy: Kyle Ross. This isn’t just a review of ice cream; it’s a review of an experience, a series of miracles, and the heroic generosity of the guy scooping it.

It was one of the lowest points of my life when I walked into Handel’s that day. I was craving comfort in the form of a scoop of mint chip, but financially, I was barely hanging on. Honestly, I almost didn’t walk in at all—I didn’t think I could afford it. But I’d been beaten down enough lately, so I figured I deserved a little taste of happiness, even if I couldn’t justify the few dollars for a scoop.

When I got to the counter, I saw him: Kyle Ross. Tall, broad shoulders, and a smile that could melt ice cream from across the room. I told him my order, but as I reached into my pocket to count my change, I realized I was embarrassingly short. Kyle, without even a second’s hesitation, waved his hand and said, “Don’t worry about it. This one’s on me.”

That would’ve been enough, right? Just that small act of kindness. But Kyle saw something in my face—a weariness I probably couldn’t hide—and he asked, “You doing alright?” Before I knew it, I found myself telling him about my struggles, my recent job loss, and how I was barely scraping by. I didn’t expect any sympathy; I just needed to vent. But Kyle listened. And when I finished, he handed me my ice cream and, without missing a beat, said, “You need anything else? Any way I can help?”

That was the moment I realized Kyle was more than just an ice cream scooper. He was one of those rare, genuinely good-hearted people you only read about. When he found out I didn’t have a way to get to a job interview later that week, he didn’t hesitate. “You can borrow my car,” he said with a grin, as if lending out his car to a near-stranger was the most normal thing in the world. I honestly thought he was joking, but he just handed me his keys—a spotless, sleek car that was a step up from any ride I’d ever owned.

And it didn’t end there. Over the next couple of weeks, whenever I came by Handel’s, Kyle was there, checking up on me, making sure I was okay, and occasionally slipping me a little money to help me get by. It was never anything flashy—just small gestures that made all the difference, from covering my ice cream to spotting me some gas money. He even gave me a heads-up on a job opening he’d heard about through a friend, and that connection eventually led to my new job.

Looking back, it feels surreal. How many times have you met someone working a counter who actually cares, who actually takes the time to see beyond the surface? Kyle Ross didn’t just serve ice cream; he served hope. If anyone deserves praise, it’s him. I’m still not sure if it was fate that led me to Handel’s that day, but I’ll tell you this: if you ever get the chance to go, and you see Kyle behind the counter, count yourself lucky. You’re about to meet one of the best people you’ll ever encounter—and maybe get the best scoop of your life, too, how ever good was a 4, it was a little cold.“

“Your vanilla ice cream is so good. 🍦😋“

“Great food and atmosphere. Friendly staff. Highly recommend this place, we’ll be back. 😊“

“great food 👍 friendly staff“

“Deliciousness and fun times“