I discovered the pleasures of gelato on a trip to Italy. I've always loved ice cream, but had never really explored gelato. We savored gelato at least once, sometimes as often as three times a day during our 10 days in Tuscany. We visited the shop around the corner from our hotel at least once a day. I counted over thirty flavors I at least tasted, and learned the names of most flavors in Italian. My favorite was mango from a tiny shop near a flea market in Florence.
When we went to Brazil, I read that they specialize in fruit drinks, similar to smoothies, in the beach towns, so I learned all the fruits in Portuguese. In the area where we stayed, almost no one speaks English. On our first day settled into the house, we learned there was a mall nearby with a gelato shop. A group of us decided to check it out. We had no trouble finding it, but deciphering the flavors and their ordering system was another matter. After learning all the Portuguese fruit names, still nothing was recognizable. Suddenly I realized it was all in Italian! Now I could make my selection, but the actual ordering and payment was quite comical. We kept those young ladies behind the counter entertained for quite a while.
The gelato is rich, creamy and smooth and the fruit flavors don’t have the grainy consistency found in some fruit gelato. The Rose Chocolate Chip tasted just as I imagined. Smell a rose, then what would that taste like on chocolate? You got it. The Black Pepper Olive Oil was also quite unique. It was a delicate flavor with a long pepper finish.