You scream, I scream, we all scream for gelato!?
Hooray for gelato!
I’ve never been one to jump at the chance for ice-cream. Sure, I’ll admit I’ve stood in line with everyone else half my height at the ice-cream truck, shelling out $2 for my scoop of vanilla dipped in chocolate or whatever that stuff is. And I do like the occasional McDonald’s sundae! And sure, Cold-Stone in San Francisco was amazing, although I’ve not given it a second thought or chance here.
Gelato, too, I have tried on various occasions, and although it may have held my interest longer than ice-cream, I never got to the point where I’d be scouting locations to get the frozen stuff.
OMG you guys!!
The Rocky Rocher is to DIE for.
The Sicillian Pistachio is—-sorry i just drooled all over my keyboard…..—-amazing!!
And the banana/chocolate is, well, it’s very banana-y (if you like that sort of thing) but it’s no Rockey Rocher.
And never mind the creepy-We-Believe-in-Sick-Kids (a slogan all of us agreed wasn’t very well thought out) duck-like-creature riding a bicycle outside, the gelato is heavenly.
They had sooo many amazing flavours! So if you’re one who likes TANGY gelato, this place is for you (Dean). 🙂
If I hadn’t been so stuffed with Amaya Express goodness, I would have cleaned up that cup! I still ate way more than my digestive system could manage, but it was totally worth it and I’d do it again in a second!