A sweet tale of gelato and a kiss

by Rebecca Bricker on January 20, 2013

This may be the sweetest story ever told about gelato and the happiness it brings.

The tale begins earlier this week, when I was in Rome for a little Roman Holiday. I had many things on my list to do and see. But near the top was Giolitti – a famous gelateria that opened its doors in 1900. Its decor hasn’t changed much since then – its marble, mirrors and massive chandeliers evoke another era.

I stood in awe before Giolitti’s immense freezer case that offered at least 40 flavors.

“I need a minute to decide,”  I told the man behind the counter.

“You like?” he asked, pointing to the vast array of gelato tubs.

 

“It’s amazing.” (If you haven’t guessed by now, gelato is my favorite food group.)

He disappeared for a minute and came back with a gray-haired man in a white jacket. “He makes the gelato,” the Man-behind-the-Counter informed me.

I can’t quite explain what happened next. I’ve never in my life (not once!) ever said this to a man…

“Will you marry me?” I asked the gelato maker.

He liked the idea instantly, I could tell.

His name is Orfeo – Or-FAY-o (not OR-fee-o, as I pronounced it the first time, in my American way).

The Man-behind-the-Counter grabbed my camera and snapped a photo of Orfeo and me. “Kiss! Kiss!” he implored as he snapped away.

“After the wedding,” I said demurely.

Orfeo offered me his arm. He took me to a table and presented a menu.

“Tell me your favorite flavors,” I asked him, trusting him implicitly.

Orfeo suggested cioccolatto fondente (deeply dark chocolate), pistacchio and crema marrone (chestnut), which, he confided, was Pope John Paul II’s favorite flavor. When Michelle Obama visited Giolitti with her daughters, he told me, the girls ordered banana and pistacchio.

I went with Orfeo’s top three and ordered a cappuccino to counteract the chill of gelato on a winter’s day.

Within minutes, a cappuccino arrived unlike any I’ve ever ordered. Stenciled in the foam: A chocolate-dusted heart and the name “Mario.”

Mario?

Mario appeared and Orfeo introduced him as Giolitti’s “dirretore.” Orfeo took my camera and a few photos of me with Mario.

I suddenly felt like my life was changing in an afternoon.

Orfeo served my three scoops in a tall glass – the Pope’s favorite flavor on top. Orfeo took another photo as I lifted my spoon – and then smiled at my look of sheer bliss as I savored the first taste.

He appeared a bit later with a Bacio chocolate for me and then with Giolitti’s wi-fi code. I sensed he wanted me to linger and I did. I took out my journal and started writing this sweet story.

He and I chatted and exchanged e-mail addresses. I gave him my card, which has the cover of my book.

“Will you autograph this for me?” he asked sweetly.

As we said good-bye, he kissed me on both cheeks. Then he pretended to write on the palm of his hand.

“I will write to you – before the wedding,” I promised.

I said good-bye to the Man-behind-the-Counter, with Orfeo at my side.

“Thank you for introducing us,” I told him. “We’ll invite you to the wedding.”

“I’ll be there!”

At the front door, I turned around to take one last look.

Orfeo was watching me and waved.

I saved Orfeo’s Bacio chocolate for a bedtime treat. Tucked inside the foil of Bacio chocolates is a little piece of translucent paper, printed with a saying about love and kisses (baci).

I pulled out the slip of paper, smudged with a little chocolate. It read:

The sound of a kiss is not so loud as that of a cannon, but its echo lasts a great deal longer.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

{ 14 comments }

Denise January 20, 2013 at 7:56 am

Lovely! I felt like I was there with you…If only.
Happy New Year! Happy New Adventures!
dj

Nora January 20, 2013 at 10:24 am

You didn’t say where this lovely place was. Any chance it was Piazza Navona?

I remember being in Venice with my family in October and ordering gelato at a small cafe/gelateria. It was a bit of a blustery day, but we took our ice cream outside to eat in the small plaza. Clearly , the Italians thought we were nuts! First, for wanting something cold when it was cold outside and second, for wanting to eat it outside. Lots of eye rolling and head shaking. I am intrigued trying to figure out what chestnut gelato would taste like . . .

Rebecca Bricker January 20, 2013 at 3:10 pm

Giolitti is at Via degli Uffici del Vicario, 40 – a few blocks north of the Pantheon and just to the west of Piazza di Montecitorio. The crema marrone has bits of chestnut – divine (and the Pope would know!).

Pat January 20, 2013 at 12:16 pm

What a sweet story! Oh la la, look out for those Italian men! When my daughter and a friend finished med school, they toured Italy, and every day wherever they stopped they ordered a different gelato!

Rebecca Bricker January 20, 2013 at 3:14 pm

If I did three flavors a day, I could probably get through Giolitti’s freezer case in two weeks. Not a bad idea actually! 😉

Sarah McKee January 20, 2013 at 2:58 pm

This vicarious gelato — OK, three of them — tasted splendid!

Thom January 20, 2013 at 5:44 pm

What a marvelous afternoon, and you bring it to life and taste. To live with a life and heart so open as to embrace these moments is a great gift. Our gift is your sharing them with us. Brava! Brava!

Thom

Rebecca Bricker January 21, 2013 at 1:35 am

How SWEET of you. :)

Pam Francis January 20, 2013 at 6:04 pm

Oh Becky…men are always falling over you :-)

Debbie Ferris January 22, 2013 at 9:54 pm

Becky,
You have a sweet life. And I mean SWEET! YUMMY! It makes me want some right now!

Jackie Lamothe January 27, 2013 at 3:16 pm

I’ll have to add Giolitti to my list of “must visits” in Roma.
Grazie e ciao,
Jackie

Peg Ross January 30, 2013 at 5:32 pm

A wonderful story!

Kathleen Pooler February 10, 2013 at 10:13 am

What a sweet story, Rebecca. Several years ago ,my uncle , in celebration of his 50th wedding anniversary,took his entire family on a tour of Italy. One of the highlights of their visit was eating gelato!

jean February 17, 2013 at 3:38 am

You are an awesome story teller! I really like that gelato is your favorite food group!

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