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One of the reasons travelers and tourists flock to Italy each and every year is for the food. Obviously there’s pizza, pasta, and plenty of other warm and savory dishes, but when it comes to dessert there’s really only option on our menu—gelato. Thankfully there’s now a shrine dedicated to the cousin of ice cream, just one of Italy’s national treasures.
The Carpigiani Gelato Museum is now open for business. Exhibits reveal the history of gelato, like from where it came and how it got to where it is today. There’s over 10,000 images showing the evolution and history, and there's even twenty different original machines. Tools of the trade, videos, and other multimedia displays round out the offerings, so you’re definitely getting the full gelato experience.
When we’re in Rome, we like to do what the Romans do and eat a lot of gelato. In fact, one of the great things about Italy is
the art the culture that eating ice cream isn’t just a tourist thing.
One place we’d heard a lot about, but never visited, was Il Gelato di San Crispino, tucked away on a back street behind the Trevi Fountain. When we say tucked away, we mean tucked away; there’s only a tiny sign announcing its presence.
But it’d probably be overrun if it was any more exposed. Because the gelato of San Crispino is superlative. Only fresh ingredients are usedno preservatives, nothing frozen, only seasonal thingsand boy does it show.
Jersey Shore, we wish we knew how to quit you. But with Season 2 filming now in Miami, we luckily don't have to, and so instead we'll be tracking your debaucherous, Ed Hardy-clad steps all around the Art Deco district.
According to these pics from stalkerazzi site, X17 Online, it looks like MTV is putting the cast of Jersey Shore to work again. Last year it was at a silly souvenir t-shirt shop on the boardwalk in Seaside Heights, NJ. This year, it's the Lecca-lecca Gelato Caffe on Collins Aveue, just a block from the beach and close to hotels, trendy restaurants and shops galore.
My first morning in Rome, a well-meaning hostel manager gently shoved me out the door with a cheery "Now it's time to go sightseeing!" Dazed, I stumbled to the nearest hole-in-the-wall cafe and sidled up to the bar, grateful that "cappuccino" was in the local language.
Seconds later, an old man entered, exchanging what I can only hope were gruff pleasantries with the workers. He ordered a coffee (which on that side of the pond means a freshly pulled shot of espresso) and, after being handed a bottle, filled the rest of the glass with Sambuca. Dare you to try that at Starbucks.
What you see above is a trio of scrumptiousness; a selection of true gelato in the palate-pleasing flavors of Pear Bourbon, Thai Coconut Milk and Dark Chocolate. At Philadelphia's Capogiro Gelato, a bevy of the brand's gelato and sorbetto flavors means that you are safely ensconced in within an anti-cheesesteak forcefield.
Capogiro is Philly's answer to the Pinkberry explosion of both coasts, except that Capo is keeping it real with straight-up homemade gelato available in more than just two measly flavors. With two locations of their own in Philly, one by Rittenhouse Square and the other in Midtown Village, Capogiro is more than just a tourist's pleasure.
The list of gelato varieties alone is enough to keep the locals addicted. We're not even going to get into the thrill of seasonal specialties, but we will divulge a few of their more exotic choices: lemon bourbon mint, sweet potato with pecan praline, rosemary honey goat's milk and ginger with sesame brittle. Of course they've got the classic Italian standbys like espresso, hazelnut and stracciatella (chocolate chip), but since we aren't in Rome, we don't always have to do as the Romans do.
America's got peanut butter, Italy's got Nutella. It's Skippy's creamier, chocolatier, hazelnuttier second cousin and each spoonful gives good reason to celebrate. That's what Antonio Cafiero, owner of Sorrento's Primavera gelato and pastry shop, thought two years ago when he invited Italian actress Pamela Prati to bathe in a tub full of the chocolaty goo and call it Sorrento's first "Nutella Party."
Kate Beckinsale appears to have a different Thanksgiving weekend tradition than most, shaved ice.
Di Dio's serves authentic Italian ices, which are made from fresh fruit and fruit juice, sugar and water.
Apparently blood orange is the must have flavor at this ice shop, though it looks like Kate went for something a bit more vanilla. You can get multiple flavors in one order and a medium ice will run you a bit under $4.00.
While this place is no doubt hopping in the summer, it is a statement on global warming that Kate and crew found it necessary to get a frosty quaff the last week in November.
As part of a much larger article on the gentrification of Los Angeles--which we're too lazy to read--LA Weekly published a cheat sheet: Five ways to tell your L.A. neighborhood is gentrifying. In New York, this is a simple equation (when the number of pais divided by the number of guys wearing size 30 or smaller jeans is less than one, you're gentrified) but apparently it's a little more complicated in Los Angeles.
Some of them are more obvious than others--and ornamental grasses get mentioned twice, so they must be a pretty clear barometer--but we do like one of their choices in particular: Gelato. We agree that gelato is the new espresso; coffee shops were the sign of Gen X gentrification, and gelato is it for Gen Y. Guess that means we're in for a fat set of hipsters in a few years.
[Image via mirellinha/Flickr]
· Five Signs of Gentrification [LA Weekly]
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There's a new pick-up joint in L.A., and it's not another nightclub. No, the place to be is Pazzo Gelato in Silverlake, where the line of hot people trying to cool off is always snaking out the door.
Sure, married people with their babies clog the place during after-school snack time, but after that it's swingin' singles all the way up to the 11pm closing time.This wouldn't be possible if the gelato weren't so dang good, but it is; not the most authentic you'll ever have--and therefore perfect for Los Angeles--but totally delicious nonetheless.
The gelato is made in-house from farmer's market fruit and other natural ingredients, and Pazzo Gelato offers flavors like almond fig, Venezuelan chocolate spice, and red grape/red plum, which is so spectacular as to have psychedelic effects. So: Come for the mouth candy, stay for the eye candy.
[image via chocolateandsage]