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DC does a few things right. Museums. Air quality. Indian food, namely at Rasika, where I had quite possibly the best Indian meal I've ever had. Chinese food, humor and politics are not its strengths.
Gelato, it turns out, is. Dolcezza, of which there are three locations in the DC area, is some of the finest gelato I've tasted in America, on a par with Grom or Cones. The location near Dupont is clean, mostly white, intimate and rustic, like the sophisticated little cafes that dot the historical town centers of the wealthy cities in northern Italy. It's owned by an Argentine woman, Violetta Edelman, and her husband Rob Duncan, who source everything from local farmers. You can read their Michael Pollan-esque odes to their farmer friends on their website. Almost everyone gets described as "some of the nicest folks we know."
Irrespective of how kind the farmers are, and how much Violetta and Rob adore them, this is some spanking good gelato. My friend Liz and I had the ginger cardamom pistachio, the pumpkin spice (with nutmet, allspice, clove, cinnamon and ginger), and the chocolate with ancho, chipotle and cinnamon. The pistachio flavor was particularly unique, reminiscent of mann w' salwa, a cardamom-pistachio flavor I'd heretofore only eaten in the Middle East, where that combination is used often in nougat candies. As in most cases, the addition of ginger made it even more delicious. The pumpkin flavor features locally-grown Crookneck pumpkins, a sweet variety of squash they bake with spices before folding it into cream sourced from a Pennsylvania dairy.
I'm nearing my wit's end with the preciousness of local this and small farmer that (even though I prefer to shop, eat and generally live that way, I'm tired of talking and reading about it all the time), so I won't dwell further on how great all of these efforts are. The important thing is taste, and this gelato tastes wonderful. It's creamy and light on the tongue, goes down easy, and you don't need to drink a lot of water while you eat it, which is how you know if it's too rich or heavy. I was able to go to dinner a half-hour later, and eat another giant Indian meal. And if Dolcezza wasn't closed by the time we finished, I would have had another cone. Dolcezza, 1705 Connecticut Ave NW, Washington DC, 202 299 9116, www.dolcezzagelato.com
Gelato, it turns out, is. Dolcezza, of which there are three locations in the DC area, is some of the finest gelato I've tasted in America, on a par with Grom or Cones. The location near Dupont is clean, mostly white, intimate and rustic, like the sophisticated little cafes that dot the historical town centers of the wealthy cities in northern Italy. It's owned by an Argentine woman, Violetta Edelman, and her husband Rob Duncan, who source everything from local farmers. You can read their Michael Pollan-esque odes to their farmer friends on their website. Almost everyone gets described as "some of the nicest folks we know."
Irrespective of how kind the farmers are, and how much Violetta and Rob adore them, this is some spanking good gelato. My friend Liz and I had the ginger cardamom pistachio, the pumpkin spice (with nutmet, allspice, clove, cinnamon and ginger), and the chocolate with ancho, chipotle and cinnamon. The pistachio flavor was particularly unique, reminiscent of mann w' salwa, a cardamom-pistachio flavor I'd heretofore only eaten in the Middle East, where that combination is used often in nougat candies. As in most cases, the addition of ginger made it even more delicious. The pumpkin flavor features locally-grown Crookneck pumpkins, a sweet variety of squash they bake with spices before folding it into cream sourced from a Pennsylvania dairy.
I'm nearing my wit's end with the preciousness of local this and small farmer that (even though I prefer to shop, eat and generally live that way, I'm tired of talking and reading about it all the time), so I won't dwell further on how great all of these efforts are. The important thing is taste, and this gelato tastes wonderful. It's creamy and light on the tongue, goes down easy, and you don't need to drink a lot of water while you eat it, which is how you know if it's too rich or heavy. I was able to go to dinner a half-hour later, and eat another giant Indian meal. And if Dolcezza wasn't closed by the time we finished, I would have had another cone. Dolcezza, 1705 Connecticut Ave NW, Washington DC, 202 299 9116, www.dolcezzagelato.com
