In 2004, College Park, Maryland opened its first Tasti D-Lite. Having just come back from Rome, overdosed on gelato, I was urged by all of my Long-Island-bred schoolmates to try this interesting treat. “Ohmygawd Tasti (D.) is soooo goooood. We have to get some! Ohmygawd!”
So I did. And it made me nauseous. Imagine something that tastes like artificial chemicals and air- in one. Now that’s what I want from my ice cream.
You can find a Tasti in NYC by following any girl with artificially straightened hair and seven jeans out of her apartment. Chances are she’s headed to the nearest one. She can eat as much as she wants and not get fat. Genius.
So the next time you get an urge for cold, creamy goodness forget GROM, try Tasti.