{"id":5008,"date":"2012-09-01T16:00:49","date_gmt":"2012-09-01T20:00:49","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/gallivantinggrandma.com\/?p=5008"},"modified":"2012-10-07T07:23:12","modified_gmt":"2012-10-07T11:23:12","slug":"lilly-with-nuts","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/gallivantinggrandma.com\/?p=5008","title":{"rendered":"Lilly With Nuts"},"content":{"rendered":"

Recently, I went to the grand opening \u00a0of a new frozen yogurt shop in town. I walked in and saw the sign on the wall for Italian Ices.<\/em>\u00a0My mind immediately traveled back to the Italian neighborhood where my grandparents had lived in the Bronx when I was young. My eyes traveled down the list of flavors. I grimaced at the new flavors such as bubblegum, peach mango, kiwi, and cotton-candy. \u00a0“Not original Italian Ices flavors,” I thought. Then I spotted the last flavor on the list: Lilly With Nuts.<\/em>\u00a0Wow! I thought. I haven’t heard of Lilly With Nuts<\/em> since I was a kid in Da Bronx!<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>Yummy Flavors<\/p>\n

“Lilly With Nuts<\/em>?” I asked the teenager behind the counter. She said she had no idea what it was, but then her father stepped forward to say, “It’s delicious! I have it brought up every couple of days from the manufacturer in the Bronx!” Then we proceeded to have a conversation about “Da Bronx” past and present. I discovered that he was born and grew up just a few blocks away from my grandparent’s house near Morris Park Avenue. His Lilly With Nuts<\/em> is made at an Italian Bakery near there.\u00a0As we talked, I remembered walking to Morris Park Avenue during hot summers in the 1950s with my brother or friends just to taste the wonderful, refreshing Lilly With Nuts<\/em>.<\/p>\n

I had to have it and asked for a small cup.\u00a0I tasted my\u00a0Lilly With Nuts <\/em>and savored the\u00a0creamy, cold, and sweet delicious flavor. There was a hint of \u00a0cardamon or cinnamon and vanilla, with slivers of almonds throughout the icy mush. It was a real taste of my youthful days! \u00a0:-)<\/p>\n

After I asked several people, I discovered that only people from the Bronx had ever heard of this unusual flavor. I also looked on the Internet, which confirmed that this was an exclusive taste from the Bronx. A quote from a New York Times article states,\u00a0“One of the more unusual flavors, lily with nuts, is a Bronx invention of vanilla, rum and slivered almonds”.<\/p>\n

A web-page entitled “The Bronx Board – for displaced, misplaced, and nostalgic ex-Bronxites” explained:\u00a0“I was in the Bronx today, Morris Park Avenue, and stopped by Enrico’s Bakery for an ice. I could not believe that the old Bronx standard flavor Lilly With Nuts was still sold there. It was delicious and brought back memories of Lambiase’s ices on Castle Hill. I may be wrong but I think that Lilly With Nuts is only sold in the Bronx. No one else seems to know about it but Bronxites.”<\/em><\/p>\n

Amazing! I decided to return to the source of Lilly With Nuts<\/em>\u00a0and drove to Morris Park Avenue in the Bronx. As I cruised down the avenue, I found Enrico’s Bakery. \u00a0A large paper sign prominently displayed in the window stated: REAL ITALIAN ICES. When I entered the shop I inhaled deeply the scents of freshly baked breads, cakes, and cookies. I ordered a small cup of\u00a0Lilly With Nuts <\/em>and asked the young server if she knew the ingredients. She didn’t, so I just smiled as I paid. I thanked her and walked off into the sunlight with my genuine, right-from-the source, authentic Morris Park Avenue\u00a0Lilly With Nuts! \u00a0<\/em>Ahhhhh youth…….<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Recently, I went to the grand opening \u00a0of a new frozen yogurt shop in town. I walked in and saw the sign on the wall for Italian Ices.\u00a0My mind immediately traveled back to the Italian neighborhood where my grandparents had lived in the Bronx when I was young. My eyes traveled down the list of […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[12],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-5008","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-local-stuff"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/gallivantinggrandma.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5008","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/gallivantinggrandma.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/gallivantinggrandma.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gallivantinggrandma.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gallivantinggrandma.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=5008"}],"version-history":[{"count":14,"href":"https:\/\/gallivantinggrandma.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5008\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5017,"href":"https:\/\/gallivantinggrandma.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5008\/revisions\/5017"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/gallivantinggrandma.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=5008"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gallivantinggrandma.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=5008"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gallivantinggrandma.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=5008"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}