By Patricia Winton
From Website TantaSalute
The l'afa blankets Rome with temperatures hovering around 100˚ F. (37 C.)—and humidity to match. Afa is the Italian noun identifying muggy weather, but the English noun mugginess doesn’t really describe the situation here. There’s an unrelenting heaviness to the air that saps your energy. It’s like wearing a steel suit with a mask to restrict breathing.Most Romans, indeed most Italians, have escaped to the sea or the mountains. Many shops, many stalls at the markets, many businesses are closed. The streets have fewer cars, the busses fewer riders. Those of us still here are moving slowly, staying indoors until dusk. Mosquitoes are the only things traveling with any speed, and even they lack their normal velocity. When we finally amble out as the sun approaches the horizon, we head for the one shop guaranteed to be open—the gelato store.
At this time of year, bars usually have at least a few gelato selections, many pastry shops also carry it, and some shops are devoted exclusively to it. While all are good, the best comes from establishments boasting “la nostra produzione,” (our production) or “gelato artigianato” (handmade ice cream). Some shops exhibit plaques showing membership in the Handmade Ice Cream Association of Rome. They are your best bet.
It is an enormous establishment, by Italian standards, in a once elegant neighborhood; the walls and tables are made of marble from Pietrasanta; mixing machines from the 20’s and 30’s are on display; and posters and newspaper accounts from throughout its history line the walls. From the latter you learn that Giovanni Fassi was the son of Sicilians Giacamo and Giuseppina Fassi who came to Rome and opened a small beer and ice shop in Piazza Navona in 1880, changing locations a couple of times and expanding to gelato production before Giacamo died in 1902. Giuseppina and son Giovanni carried on the business until Giuseppina died in 1913. Giovanni continued alone, and opened the current shop on the 15th anniversary of his mother’s death in 1928. He proclaimed then that everyone would remember his mother on that date in the future.