Fear of fattening up prevents me from eating ice cream very often. But some ice creams just demand to be eaten, whatever the calorific cost.
This was my thinking on a very hot Sunday afternoon in Nyon.
As Monsieur Gourmand and I strolled along the lakeside promenade after cooling ourselves
off in the lake, we couldn't help noticing that every second person seemed to be eating a very delicious-looking ice cream. So we threw caution to the very hot hairdryer wind and went to find where the
tasty-looking tubs were coming from.
An orderly queue was forming out the door
of Manu, a modern-looking, white-all-over gelateria, where two friendly-looking
Italians were busily serving with a smile. Fancy that around here! (Well,
actually, with the amount of money they must have been raking in during the
heatwave, anyone would be smiling).
Monsieur Gourmand didn’t delay in ordering nocciola and
Nutella, while I dithered between banana and pistachio, yoghurt and lemon,
before settling on refreshing melon and creamy coconut.
It had been a long time since my previous proper Italian ice
cream and it was every bit as exquisite as I expected. The afternoon indulgence
just confirmed to me that life’s too short for crappy ice cream; if you’re
going to have several hundred calories in one fell swoop, make sure you enjoy
every luscious lick.
Manu, il Gelato
Italiano
Rue de Rive 32, 1260 Nyon (other branches
in Geneva: Carouge, Paquis and Eaux-Vives)
+41 (0)22 361 08 94; www.manugelato.ch
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