"Gelato is good,
Gelato is fine,
I want to marry Gelato
and make him all mine!"
This is what I sing when I eat my Gelato. People kind of look at me funny, but I don't care, I loooooove my Gelato!
(Yeah, I totally made that up.)
The Gelato Spot was my first adventure to a freestanding Gelato shop. And, I must say it was memorable. Oh, the flavors! Screw Baskin Robbin's 31, when you've got decadent ones like Stracciatella, Bacio, Roche and Tiramisu. They are super rich and delicious -- just like I like my men (rim shot, anyone?!).
It was so hard for me to decide which flavor to get, I let a handful of people order before me, so I could stare longingly at the tubs of goodness that awaited my salivating mouth. I ended up getting one scoop of the Bacio in a sugar cone, and I was not disappointed. The only word that will suffice is... YUMMY!
I know I'll be back to the Gelato Spot before the heat dissipates, singing my little ditty and devouring every last Gelato lick.