Amarena, Anguria, Malaga, Torrone, Fragola, Lampone…. These are not exotic destinations, but just some of the flavours of the icecream available at the Gelobar on Lygon Street. I like to call in there when I go for a walk, and just get a kiddy cone for $2. I still haven’t worked my way through even half of the varieties. On a hot day, there are queues waiting to buy the delicious gelati, and the tables on the sidewalk and in the cool interior are packed. In the colder months, the beautifully crafted cakes are probably more popular. They are a feast for the eyes as well as the tastebuds. Their website is also a feast.
When Vincent first took me there a few years ago, there were red plastic strip curtains over the doorway, which I loved, but now a modern sliding glass door embossed with the Gelobar insignia graces the front.
I have my own little link to the Gelobar. My lifelong friend Olga from Adelaide, whose parents were my godparents (they came out on the same ship, the “Charlton Sovereign” with my parents in 1948) has a brother, Ivan, and he has four children. One of the daughters, Linda, lived in Melbourne a few years ago and studied design at RMIT. She worked part time at the Gelobar. There she met a young man of Italian descent, they fell in love and married and moved back to her home town of Adelaide. They sometimes travel to Italy to see family. Because Linda’s grandparents, my godparents Voitre and Vera, were from Prague, that is the Bohemian connection! I love that story. Nocciola, Bacio…..
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