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Showing posts with label the revelations that come when eating dessert. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the revelations that come when eating dessert. Show all posts

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.