gelato italiano. i will happily eat frozen desert any time of the day. and in quantities that make me blush. india has been good for this. its too hot to buy it at the grocery, and servings are nice and small, therefore consumption is limited to absolute necessity. and almost exclusively at ice cream shops. although most places will pack 'take away parcel' or deliver. which seemed like such a good idea on a rainy night with hours of work ahead. gelato italiano is conveniently located around the corner from the office. the quantity of free samples usually makes up for the less than amazing taste, and in this case, location is a hit.
oh no gelato. i do love that you packed my two small cups neatly, and even stuck them in the deep freezer for the walk home, and i love that you had yogurt wildberry, and that the fer rocher was not terrible.
but i do not love flies. i do not love them especially when they are disguised in berry swirl.
damn you gelato. what was once borderline is now most definitely a miss.
ps. your competitor, naturals, is far superior. in every way.
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