The good stuff!
I've had a few Gelato's when I've been in Italy 🇮🇹, always found them good but not living up there all their hype. That was until recently when I was in a square in Florence where the Sante Cruce church is located in. The church is a tourist attraction but not a major one and totally eclipsed by the popularity of the Cathedral Santa Maria Del Fiore, museums hosting Davinchi's, Michelangelo's and even the statue of David. The church, impressive as it would be anywhere else is within the mediocre of Florence. The Gelato bar itself was off the beaten path of this church's square and down a street further than would wander if you were scoping the surroundings. The Gelato's were presented in a typical way but not piled up excessively high or garnished excessively with fruit carvings. I ordered three scoops for three euro, about half the price it is in prime tourist hotspots. The scoops I had were, one white one with a cherry souce running through it one yellow one with chocolate balls and chocolate sauce through it and I think the last scoop was mint. Their portions were fairly generous then I ate it and It was like someone had put pure grace sunlight, and what every fruit flavour aspires to become harnessed it into a cool delicious creamy frozen goodness. Sitting in harmony in harmony with my every taste buds, I understood what the Italian Gelato thing is all about. And it reaffirmed what I've seen before, the really good stuff is on the fringe, in unassuming places wherever nobody would look be that a mediocre looking pub where the toilets are like a shed and the furniture hasn't been changed since the sixties but they serve a pint of Guinness so good its life affirming. My guide for Gelato's and much else is find the places where nobody would thing to go, because there are people on the fringe who will to do something special to make you care about them.