Andrew B.
Yelp
I don't know jack about gelato. I'm 41, and this is the first time I've ever tried the stuff. So I'm not exactly the voice of credibility here. I keep hearing that it's the eccentric Italian cousin of the ice cream family. Something about it being frozen differently, being a little richer, or being handled more carefully than the American ice cream we scarf on the reg. It's supposed to be a little special, a little more precious, you know?
If you actually live in ATL, Ponce City Market is the place you go once a quarter unless you're hosting guests (then it's a slam dunk afternoon with mee-maw). The good part about once-in-a-while visits is that there is some turnover with the food spots, and there's usuually something new to try. HG occupies a central suite in the market's bottom floor, and is friendly looking with the subway tile and stainless decor (very new South). The flavors are proudly displayed in the chest freezer at eyeball height.
I ordered a few small cups for my family (pictured). Two choccys, a coffee, and a pistachio. My kids scarfed theirs without thinking about it. I took my time and tried to educate myself a little. I'm a pistachio liker; and it's one of those classic Italian flavors that usually show up as neon green. This one was a little more true to reality, an honest tan with nutty pieces floating around. I think the texture was very nice. Honestly, these small cups are enough to top you off if it's a dessert situation. The product is pretty rich.
The company website lists a few social responsibility commitments, including food insecurity, immigrant affairs and job training. It's nice when mundane food products have a conscience. It's even better (like in this case), when those social commitments are not used up front in the sales pitch; I had to go looking. Let your giving be done in secret, it has been said.