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∞/5 stars, because math can’t quantify this gelato
Let me be crystal clear: RivaReno Gelato in Coral Gables isn’t just a dessert shop — it’s a celestial portal to a world where the gods themselves descend from Mount Olympus for a scoop of frozen divinity. This isn’t ice cream. This is nectar churned by angels, disguised as gelato.
What to Get (Or You’ll Regret It Forever):
Cremino Dark –
This is not a flavor. This is a lifestyle. Imagine velvety waves of dark chocolate, hazelnut cream, and almonds doing the cha-cha on your tongue. It's rich, bold, and downright seductive. So good, I named my child Cremino. Yes, really. And honestly, I’d do it again. Don’t judge — taste it first, then thank me.
Pistacchio –
You think you know pistachio? You know nothing, Jon Snow. This is 100% Sicilian pistachio sorbet — and it’s dairy-free, which is wild because it’s creamier than your wildest, dairy-filled dreams. I took one bite and had a spiritual awakening. I'm now fluent in Italian and my skin is glowing.
Honorable Mentions (aka: Still Divine)
Stracciatella – Cream and chocolate had a child. That child became royalty.
Bacio – Like eating the soul of a Ferrero Rocher.
Mango – A tropical prince from the Himalayas in a cup.
Pumpkin Pie – It's fall, it's cozy, and it's probably illegal how good it is.
Not Just Gelato
They also serve tiramisu, gelato cakes, popsicles, and even crêpes. I witnessed someone cry tears of joy after a brownie + gelato combo. It wasn’t me. (It was definitely me.)
Final Verdict:
If I had to choose between my mortgage and a lifetime supply of RivaReno, I’d be happily licking gelato under a bridge. Go. Run. Lick. Repeat.