Before coming to Italy, I didn't realize how indulgent I could be. During my week-long stay, my daily meals looked roughly like this:
Breakfast - Dishes prepared by the bed and breakfast.
Lunch - Gelato.
Afternoon Tea - Gelato and Coffee.
Dinner - Gelato.
Unlike the rich, milky, or tea flavors of Japanese ice cream, Italian gelato is made with a generous amount of fruit. Not only is it refreshingly smooth, but sometimes it even has fresh fruit pieces added, providing a delightful surprise. Even the most ordinary watermelon flavor feels like dozens of watermelons dancing on the tongue. Gelato reminds me of this poem by the English poet William Blake.
"To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour."