Tuesday, July 24, 2007

The Frappe

I had no idea that Capogiro offers frappes1. Imagine my surprise when a woman next to me in line ordered one. I felt my heart start racing. O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay! A frenetic energy overtook me as I quickly ran through the flavors of the day that would most take to the milkshake form. I selected Saigon Cinnamon.

I studiously watched the Capogiro employee prepare my order. The gelato, the organic milk, the mixer. Glorious. Normally, Cinnamon is one of those flavors that can be overpowering. My taste buds get confused sometimes with the heat some of the spices can have. Not that I don't love a good burning, but in a dessert... I get confused. However, cut with the milk the Cinnamon was exquisite. While Ed disagrees with me, it's very much like a horchata sans nutmeg. Except a gazillion times better.

I suspect that my next foray into the frappe will be some time from now. Please don't misunderstand. It's amazing. One of the best beverages I've ever had. The next one I have will probably be a Mexican Chocolate frappe. I'm sure that'll blow my mind. However, for me, the joy of eating gelato is eating gelato. Enjoying the way the ingredients have been sculpted into this beautiful scoop of joy in front of me. The frappe, while glorious, changes the dynamic of the gelato. I guess you can chalk it up to either purist attitudes or an inability to understand complexity in food.

Final Words: The frappe is awesome. A great vacation from a normal cup.

1 - It's my understanding that within the States frappe is a term mostly used in New England for thick milkshakes versus normal milkshakes which are painfully thin. When you're in New England, make sure you know what you're ordering.

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