Madison is in constant search for gelato. Whether or not she ingested some for lunch or five minutes ago. If there is gelato- she will get some.
Marci has no shame in asking for directions, recommendations, etc.
We paused outside a fresh fish store. The owners are usually just standing outside if they don't have customers.
This owner was knawing on some lunch when Marci asked where the nearest Gelato shop was.
He then proceeded to walk us all the way there. Trying to communicate in animated Italian.
There was no one there when we got there. He waited with us for a good fifteen minutes until the owner of the shop arrived.
In the this span of time and "conversing" I believe we unknowingly consented to marriage. All three of us.
Speaking of gelato- it's hit or miss. I've experienced both. It's completely worth it.
I now understand the seduction of food.
I am in love with a food.
That food is honey gelato from I gelati di San Crispino.
I can't even describe to you.
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