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Have a strategy before going to La Casa Gelato


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To celebrate some of my friends' August birthdays, I herded them down to La Casa Gelato -- the world-famous store with over 200 flavours on-site all the time.

If you've never been there before, it's at least worth a look. Price wise, it's a bit pricey... Two scoops -- generous scoops, I must admit -- in a cone will be about $6.50, which is more than you'd pay for a small tub of ice cream at the supermarket, where the flavours are more conservative but the quality is good. Keep this in mind before you go.

Unlike some ice cream places, you can try as many flavours as you want before buying. And realistically, they probably can't keep track of who's had how many samples when the place is packed virtually shoulder-to-shoulder in the evening.

Given the above, what I'd recommend is two scoops, with ice cream on top and sorbetto on the bottom. Sorbettos tend to be fruity and a more refreshing way to finish than milky/creamy ice cream.

Definitely try various flavours until you get something that you find special. For me, that was a real challenge, actually: Some of the combo flavours didn't work out so well, while others were more gimmick than flavour. Because of this, I think you will find that, sadly, for all 200+ flavours, La Casa Gelato is more gimmick than special.

If you're just going to walk out with basically chocolate or fruit, I'd re-think the trip to La Casa Gelato and instead go to Superstore or Save-on-Food and try a couple of tubs of PC ice cream or Breyers ice cream.
Still, if you've never been to La Casa Gelato, I do recommend you at least check it out and give yourself at least a half hour to try a few flavours that intrigue you.

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