Sunday, March 4, 2012

Tonight I Suddenly Realized

that this ice cream
was NOT named after this man.
They are two very different words.

I know I should be embarrassed that I never processed this fact after 21.5 years of eating dessert on this earth... but instead I am just astonished.

According to Wikipedia, "Neapolitan" refers to the City of Naples- or rather, the Italian immigrants who (bless them) brought their expertise in ice cream to Staten Island in the 1800s.

I had no idea.
I always presumed the combination of strawberry, vanilla and chocolate was some kind of deep metaphor for failing to conquer Russia... something they taught you in AP European History.

But I never took that class. So it never made much sense to me.


  1. hahaha. you make me laugh. i love you and your blog.

  2. I just laughed, or really, cackled.

    I love it.

    But I'm with you. I didn't know how to pronounce neapolitan until at least middle school. All I knew is that I only wanted the chocolate and vanilla part - Napoleon or the immigrants can keep their fruit flavored foolishness.

  3. I think I shall celebrate this lovely post with some ice cream. That's for the excuse!