And (for me, at least) all roads in Rome lead to gelato. Oh, gelato, how I love thee. Behold this vision of deliciousness:
In the past, when we’ve visited Rome it has been in November, which is officially “off season”. Let me tell you, I will never go any earlier than November again. Going even just a few weeks earlier this time, it was so much more crowded than we’ve ever experienced (except for the time I went in May, which I also will never do again). The reason why I mention this is to explain why I didn’t end up ordering any of the adventurous flavors I intended to at this place. The line was not very long, but the problem was that everyone in front of us was standing right up against the case where all the flavors were displayed…and nobody would move so we could read what they were.
When your number is called to place your order, you really can’t mess around. You’ve got to know what you want and tell them. So I ended up getting flustered and ordering two of the flavors that I could actually see: caramelized pear and cinnamon apple. Not really what I wanted, but they were both very good. My mom got a scoop of the raspberry sage, which was excellent.
The weather was great, so we ate outside in a quaint little alcove:
|I love finding little spots like these…|
The gelato was delicious, and I intended to return when it was less crowded and I could better peruse the selection. However, that never happened. Why, you ask? Well, because we came across Frigidarium…and, my friends, there was no going back.
|As you can see, the portions are quite generous.|
The gelato was excellent and incredibly inexpensive for the amount you get. Many other places charge 5 or 6 Euros a scoop and give you much less. As I was standing on the little street savoring every bite, I knew that next time I was going to order their signature flavor, aptly named “Frigidarium”.
|That’s just ONE scoop!!|
Do you have a favorite gelato place in Rome? What’s the most “original” flavor you’ve tried? Please share in the comments below!