Picture it: A pretty square in Nice’s vielle ville. One gelateria on one side of a pretty square, and one on the other side. Check it out:
That’s Fenocchio in the first, Pinocchio in the second. In what universe is this not confusing similarity? Fenocchio says it’s been there since 1966, while Pinocchio states on its site, which is written in Spanish, that it’s a multinational chain following its Italian tradition for 20 years. That suggests to me that Fenocchio would have a legitimate bone to pick with Pinocchio, at the very least with respect to a location within eyesight of its own. But this was vacation, so gelato first, then photos.
Based on food writer and blogger David Lebovitz’s recommendation, we chose Fenocchio, and were not disappointed. Marc had the salted caramel and I had confiture de lait, which their menu translates as “milk jam” and I translate as pure heaven along the lines of the world’s best dulce de leche. However, looking at the list, next time I may have to try the “pie of overripe.” I do love creative translations!