Friggin’ good gelato. Did a semi-When Harry Met Sally scene. (You know what I’m talking about.) It couldn’t be helped! The experience is beyond words. Imagine this: taking a little spoonful of the gelato, bringing it to your mouth, then experiencing an explosion of icy mango creaminess. You could feel little mango crystals melting on your tongue. And the generous helping of ripe mangoes and berries — fresh blueberries, strawberries! — gave the creamy gelato a little kick.
I’m sure you would also go, “Oh my god ang saraaaaaaap.”
For a split-second there, nothing else mattered. Just me and my gelato. Nevermind if my friends were laughing at (and with) me. It was the gelato that stopped time and everything else. Definitely the summit of that dining experience.
I haven’t even told you what it’s called. It’s Mango Jubilee Gelato from Amici. Move over Vanilla with Hazelnuts Gelato. This Sally’s got a new favorite.