Gelupo

Dazzling Gelato Flavors Impress London Visitors

Embarking on a sweet escapade to Gelupo in Sohothope is like entering Willy Wonka’s chocolate factory – if Willy specialized in unique gelato rather than candy. Tucked discreetly away but permanently ensnared by a hopeful and hungry queue, this place woos aficionados with its kaleidoscope of ever-evolving artisanal flavours. Their pistachio gelato is allegedly other-worldly, resurrecting the creamy essence of its nutty progenitor in a way that would make St. Hugo tremble. Meanwhile, the audacious concoctions – think mango sticky rice - defy expectations though they may occasionally stumble (I'm looking at you, elusive mango). Further down the spectrum, gelatos crafted from blood oranges and sticky figs host Italian tales with aplomb.

Gelupo’s scene thrives under Soho's glitzy embrace; suave servers juggle banter and cones with remarkable dexterity, even if the portions sometimes nod too modestly for their price tag. With flavours that fast dance through the seasons, Gelupo crafts not just desserts but helps orchestrate culinary narratives never stagnant, forever progressing. Whether pillow-soft ricotta infused with forest fruit whispers or caramelized creations, each scoop promises an amuse-bouche peddling vivid, bliss-inducing dreams. The real sorcery happens when the doggedly defiant gelato mounds wobble atop predictably small cones hoping to own taste bud fixtures permanently. It’s chaos but it’s delicious, so don’t trust yourself anywhere else in your gelato pilgrimage. — Milo Tastemaker