This is something that ordinarily wouldn’t impact my life, but for Gelato Fiasco’s rare strawberry balsamic sorbet. I found the flavor in a New Haven, Connecticut market, where it was the only sorbet flavor left in the freezer on a weekend after Yale came back into session and all of the undergrads had stormed the marketplace, leaving us old people to pick through their ruins. I would imagine that the promise of a balsamic flavor perhaps turned them off, as it might have for me in my younger days.
I am thankful every day for those foolish students who left behind a literal mountain of the best sorbet flavor ever made. The strawberry and balsamic exists in a perfect harmony -- like when you go to hold someone’s hand and your fingers interlock in perfect time, but also there’s none of the weird sweaty in-between fingers thing happening on either end. When a friend tried it, she told me, “This tastes more like strawberries than strawberries do,” which is true. It is possible that we must imagine strawberries being frauds this entire time.
But back to Maine. Because of the instability of their strawberry season, the flavor is a hard find. Gelato Fiasco will pump out pints for a while, and then abruptly stop for months. Sometimes even in the middle of strawberry season. Shortly after pints began to vanish from the New Haven market, I moved back home to Columbus, Ohio, where Gelato Fiasco’s sorbet isn’t often found. I went to their website every week, hoping that I could order the strawberry balsamic sorbet to be shipped to me across several states, but found no luck. Finally, fed up with strawberries and a landscape that wouldn’t allow them to thrive long enough to serve my needs, I tweeted at Gelato Fiasco.