I'm sure you've all heard of gelato...who hasn't. It's one of the more important things Italy is known for...as far as my stomach is concerned anyways. Sorry history buffs.
Be warned: not everything is as it appears, or as you assume it is (in my case.)
Friday night was an experience. Some wine at dinner coupled with the fact that my Italian isn't the best, I assumed that any flavor of gelato I could possibly try would not let me down and it would taste amazing.
I was wrong.
Liquirizia = black licorice. Not what I was expecting. It didn't even taste like licorice.
Luckily you always get two flavors in one cup and my other flavor was cream caramel, which was divine enough to smother the grossness of the first failure.
However, I did go back in and get more, a combo I could trust. Pineapple and coconut.
Never leave a gelateria unhappy.
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