It was not the most educational museum I’ve ever been to but it was the yummiest! And that’s all that matters to me, anyway. You’ve seen Museum of Ice Cream on Instagram, I’m sure. Usher has popped in, Ariana Grande too. Even Seth Rogan made an appearance.
The Museum of Ice Cream is a seriously photogenic ice-cream centric experience full of props and backgrounds ready to make you the star of any photo. The first New York City based instalment of the pop-up museum has come to an end but it will certainly be back and I want you to be ready.
Here’s a shot list to keep in mind:
I have absolutely no poker face. Reactions are something I can’t control, no matter how hard I try. And I assure you I have tried. Some say it’s a good thing, that it keeps me honest, but the adjective that comes to mind for me is embarrassing. I tend to catch my face in a weird state and want to slap it silly.
The last time I caught my face acting up was on a Saturday like any other, as I was walking down Brunswick street with my fresh weekend flowers. It happened as I innocently strolled by the newly opened N2 Extreme Gelato. My jaw dropped. Literally. The first time I heard about cooking with liquid nitrogen was when I shared a delicious Pavlova with my family at Gastro Park in Sydney, but N2 (we’re on first name basis) takes it to a whole new level.
I was, of course, intimidated as I walked in holding a bunch of peonies with a smile on my face as big as a 12 year old’s as she’s skipping through the gates of Disney World for the first time. I couldn’t stop my feet from taking steps until I reached the front counter, my face expression obviously begging for an explanation. The Gelato Scientist kindly started straight away, but all I heard was, “gelato… not ice cream… blah blah blah… chemical engineering… food science… blah… scientist… blah blah… liquid nitrogen… kitchen aids…blah… crystallization… blah, and so our gelato is served at a perfect -6 degrees celsius.”
I know I should have listened to the man with the goggles, the one with the power, and reported the exact procedures back to you here. I’m sorry I didn’t, but I swear it wasn’t out of laziness. I was completely distracted by the the lab/gelato parlor itself. First the black board outlining all the ludicrous flavors offered that week. Then the impressive row of kitchenaids engulfed in smoke, and then the decor! Being that the N2 Extreme Gelato is located in Fitzroy it seems no surprise that it would have graffiti on the walls, day beds on display, and a roller door leading to an alley way at the back.
My mouth only closed back up when my first spoonful of Bluerry Cheesecake gelato hit my lips. What I would do to see what flavors are available right this moment. Oh, wait, you and I can see it here.
N2 Extreme Gelato
329 Brunswick Street, Fitzroy
If you’re looking for a crazy, fun inducing, once in a life time experience, rippin’ good night out with pumping loud music in Sydney, Australia look no further than Gelato Messina.
Even though there are multiple locations around Sydney, you are bound to hit a long line on any night. BUT! don’t worry, there are no bouncers and a relatively short wait. There are also no age restrictions as Messina is proven to be enjoyed by anyone and everyone. You won’t even need your ID. If you are overwhelmed by the amount of people inside and can’t yell loud enough over the music or you can’t lock eye contact with one of the smiley staffers before the enemy next to you gets their order in, just feel the rhythm of the music and give them a nice bump of the hip to get them the hell out of your way. This is your night out in Sydney and ice cream will be had… is what you should think in your head, as you smile, bop your head apologetically, and order.
Don’t feel rushed to order any one flavor straight away. The staff kindly encourages the tasting of as many different flavors as your heart desires. For the love of dairy (and gluton free options, which are available in abundance!) don’t waste an opportunity like that! Also, don’t you dare ignore the specials menu. They have 5-6 specials every day, with at least one new flavor. What a pity it would be to miss out on something like the NY Style Cheesecake gelato.
Me? What did I have? I devoured a salted caramel with white chocolate gelato on a cone, please. I’d be completely lying, and embarrassing myself if I said I didn’t want that flavor of gelato served at my wedding… one day… far away in the future. (Whoops! Wedding! Did I type that out loud?) Oh, and speaking of events in which it is acceptable to customize food only to your liking without being judged, my birthday is coming up! What I wouldn’t give up to have a homemade, full bodied deliciously creative cake made with love and gelato from The Creative Department (Messina’s Laboratorio and Patisserie) is very little.
Messina, I know you’re busy, but if you are by any chance get some free time feel free to open up in Melbourne!
I think you love someone when something you take no particular enjoyment in excites you, for the simple reason that it makes your partner happy.
Going on a late night ice cream run is fun to me but for one reason and one reason only: It makes Jack giggly with joy. His ice cream of choice at the moment is the caramel sundae from Trampoline on Brunswick Street. I don’t really get going out of your way for ice cream, but then again I never really crave it. It makes me thirsty. I’m more of a snickers ice cream, or magnum white chocolate if they’re already in the freezer type of girl. Still though, there is no chance in hell I’ll ever skip going on a late night ice cream run with Jack.
They look of urgency on his face when he’s got to pick the flavor for his third scoop melts my heart, and the way he looks back at me – all big eyed and smiley – when he’s finally got the sundae in his hand is even better.