One of the things I’ve learned since I started this blog is that everyone’s got a gelato story. It may have happened in a quiet square in Italy, it may have been in the busy aisles of your local supermarket. It might have even been ice cream or froyo instead—doesn’t matter to me, really. The point is, great things consistently happen when gelato is being served. And people are always sharing those gelato stories with me.
I’m now collecting those stories. So if you’ve got a gelato story, I want to hear it.
And if you have a transcendant gelato experience, it is imperative that I know exactly where and when this happened. Please send any photographic evidence to me, so I can include it in my Gelatoing Flickr gallery. I’ll give you credit and include a link to your site.
Someday I hope to do something delicious with all this information. Thank you!
