March 24, 2018
Nonna’s Italian Coffee Parlor, Doylestown, Pennsylvania
Walking into Nonna’s Italian Coffee Parlor in downtown Doylestown, PA we first eyed a showcase of nice looking baked goods. Then came the gelato showcase and lastly the ice cream. (the “Italian Coffee” did not interest me). As we stepped up to the counter we were quickly offered an opportunity to try any of the ice cream flavors – an opportunity I would never pass up! I was informed that the ice cream was made by Delaware Valley College students (a school my daughter almost went to for food science). I started with the Death by Mint, which was their version of mint chocolate chip – and
it was wonderful, very minty (I have not tasted many mint ice creams that I did not like!). I then tried creamsicle – a blast from my childhood – this was creamy and tasty. I then got a scoop of Peanut Butter cup (good texture and taste, but the peanut butter cup pieces should have been smaller) a scoop of Tiramisu (an ice cream
variation one of my favorite desserts- They caught all the essence of tiramisu, including just the right amount of rum flavoing – not over powering, but
also not a “subtle nuance” – in a creamy, tasty, fozen form). I loved this ice cream!
There were plenty of tables both inside and outside and the day was just warm enough to be comfortable outside. I do not know who Nonno is (I assume someone’s sweet Italian grandfather, but he has a very nice little shop.
In the area: First let me say that we love Doylestown, PA. It has a very nice down town – lots of nice shops that are fun to wander through and scenic houses throughout the town. We came here once again to visit Fonthill. We were scheduled to go on a “Behind the Scenes” tour that let us see many of the 44 rooms that we did not see in the original tour. I loved the narrow spiral staircases and I was intrigued by the whole experience, but most amazing part though was the tour guide’s description of the builder (Henry Mercer). Was Mercer actually a successful hard working professor and tile entrepreneur or a spoiled rich kid the earlier tour guide presented him as? I guess there are really three sides to every story.
On the way out here we stopped at Peddler’s Village, a place I have heard of, but never stopped at before. It was a great experience. There were plenty of interesting shops and eateries. We got peanut flavored popcorn, had fun examining every kitchen item we could think of at a kitchen store, saw a lot of nice and reasonable priced clothing. We ate at the Buttonwood Grill (worth a visit). We visited a store that made plaques with Coats of Arms and family name histories, and learned that our last name must be very rare – it was not in the book of the million last names to chose from. Does that make our family better than one in a million?