They servers behind the counter at Gelateria Corona are among the rudest people in Rome’s service industry. And trust me, there is fierce competition for this crown. Oooh. A pun. Wasn’t even trying. That said, the granite at this small gelateria in Largo Argentina keep me coming back for more. Call me a masochist, or better yet, a glutton. I will accept abuse in exchange for sweet slushy treats. Their pistachio and almond granite are both to die for, and best consumed together topped with fresh whipped cream. Corona’s granite win out over Ciuri Ciuri and Cremeria Monforte, and even rival Palermo’s best. I guess with such granita supremacy, they don’t need to be nice.