And thus was born "The Supreme"

The Supreme tell, but what we are talking? I spiego… the Supreme was a sinuous and fascinating woman painted on a wall of an ice cream parlor, already ... and that is how my story begins today.

The Supreme

Thrust from the warm days ago, but not only, if in una known ice cream parlor Brianza. I knew already renowned for the quality of its products, but this time I had gone there with a very specific mission. On a mission in ice cream you ask? Sure you, because behind excellence which it is, c’è passione, and look for the souls of my passion is now a need for life! I always say I know, but I like it so much, that become repetitive, My other defect. That said ... ready, via!

I walked into the small room that at first glance reminded me of the classic ice cream parlor country, where he is now a regular customer who enters, and listening to the rhythmic friendly hello, is constant and pleasant. I ordered my cup of ice cream, However, by including the request for a chat with the lady who was serving me, Anna, the holder. He looked at me puzzled there for them, but smiling, and I have to say that I liked it immediately. As soon as the customer let him sat at a table with me. At first I showed, and then I began to ask how he began his adventure.

Anna era nata in provincia di Taranto, in a family that lived in the work of the land, various crops and vineyards. From his mother he had taken the entrepreneurial streak. It was in fact that she took care of the management and sale of products.

When the activity was no longer enough to support the family, had to move to the north. Once grown, plunged into its first project. Young opened a dairy, but in short he had to leave to devote himself once married to the family. A husband and three children occupied most of the day.

Life, however, often puts us to the test, and so it was for her. The sudden death of her husband left her alone for forty-three years with three kids to look after. He had to start over ... As he spoke boldly I looked, and I saw in her the strength, kindness, and the dogged resolution of a determined woman.

After adapted for various uses, now when the kids were grown, the opportunity presented itself to acquire an ice cream parlor. A fifty-one years with the support of his son Luke then twenty, they flung enterprise that would prove to be a success. Together they went to see the local already started. Entering were hit by a charming woman painted on a wall. Era lei, The Supreme, and she came from the name of. It took him no more than a day to decide, even a moment more.

The new adventure began ... Anna told me that the first years were hard, they worked to cover the costs. They were forced to extend the local sacrificing the beautiful painted views of the Supreme. The activity of the ice cream was not enough, and to remedy it was decided to create a wet bar. Meanwhile, Paul, l’altro figlio, was venturing in the activity with interest and curiosity almost maniacal. Paul told me that once he went to Padua in motor to meet a professional ice cream which he had heard. He wanted some advice to get the best combination of ingredients for a perfect fiordilatte.

Both Paul and Luke had sent their studies on very different roads, but then both screened in this dream family, were induced to leave their business to devote himself entirely to ice cream and pastry. Initially they had acquired the technical basis for an approach adopted with the franchise for two years. But the space fantasy that left them, was limited, then left to continue this road of independent specialists. The search continues and combinations of ingredients was their school.

Paul was telling me proud of her specialties. For example, for the ice cream Sicilian Cassata, used a cheese that came directly from Sicily, while for the ice cream used tropical fruits typical imported from Brazil. But their pride was the taste that bore the name of "The Supreme". In practice it was ice cream made with almond paste, plain chocolate, caramelized almonds and chestnut honey, vera pump! Obviously I did not miss me ...

In the afternoon when I entered the room only to arrange a meeting, I ended up spending three pleasant hours laughing and chatting. And of course, eating ice cream to everyone who knows me ... not hardly believe!

But the gem is yet to come ... Paul, become sommelier, had worked to combine his two passions. He enrolled in the 2010 the Italian championship for ice cream. And guess what he proposed ... yes, ice cream Franciacorta. He finished second out of forty participants for Lombardy! Unfortunately, that day it was devoid, but he promised me that he will find me to my next visit ...