A few weeks ago I was chatting with a few regular readers about posts I could write and low and behold the most requested was a search of the best gelato shops in Florence. I’m not one to deny
myself….readers of the best that Florence has to offer so I decided today was a great day to start my quest.
The first gelateria I wanted to visit was my local (and one I haven’t been to in a while due to sick kids). It is in Coverciano (on the number ten bus route) and is not hard to miss due to the big cow out front (you drive past it on the bus!).
Mordilatte is a little slice of heaven. I like it even more because it is a bit of a hike from our place (guilt cancelled out) along a very busy main road and I figure, if we all make it in one piece then we deserve what ever flavours we desire! Today was a good day for a walk due to minimal traffic….which is almost unheard of!
When I first visited Mordilatte I was a little dubious as I thought the moulds of gelato looked a little too processed and thought it might be average and run of the mill gelato……oh how wrong I was!
The flavours are bold, natural and intense, just the way gelato should be. We all get a bit starry eyed at the mounds of colourful gelato staring back at us; as you can see by Alex’s face the excitement is hard to hide!
Once flavours are chosen it is just a matter of time before you can delve into the creamy heaven you have been longing for.
There is a little piece of greenery out front where you can sit and tease all the passers by with your gelato dripping down your arms and face. The boys remind be of a couple old men comparing their choices.
I used to always have gelato in a cone, however, I have decided I no longer want to walk around with gelato stains on my blouse so now I go for una coppa. My flavours today were pistachio (all time favourite) and crema Catalina which was a rich caramel laced getalo that was extremely morish. You can tell the pistachio was excellent because it wasn’t fluro green. The nuts had been lightly roasted and that flavour came across in every single scoop. I always judge a gelateria on the pistachio- if they can bring out the beautiful flavour of the nut then I am one happy camper!
This is what you call gelato heaven…no words are needed.
This is one of my all time favourite gelato stops, there was one in Rome that was just as good, however, I have heard of at least two more in Florence that are suppose to be the ‘best’. Stay tuned for my next gelato experience…after all I’m just doing the leg work for your potential visits to this beautiful city 🙂