Milan wanderings: finally fluent in gelato

In Milan our final evening, it was just me and J-P again. We arrived at Milano Centrale mid-afternoon on a poorly air-conditioned, overbooked Trenitalia and took a room at the first hotel we found with a vacancy. It had no air conditioning at all, so we left our bags and hit the streets again. First stop, the bookstore around the corner, which had a small English-language section that yielded me twelve pretty good short stories by a Nigerian writer named Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie. Walking southeast we stumbled on the neighborhood’s shopping street, the Corso Buenos Aires. We walked its length from Porta Venezia to Piazzale Loreto and back to the middle, sidetracking for cold Tuborg, paprika chips, and stale bread snacks at a bar along Via Lazzaro Spallanzani.

Corso Buenos Aires also introduced us to Grom, with its organic, fair trade, etc gelato. By day 8, I was linguistically ready. I told the clerk, “Vorrei un cono mediano con due gusti: caramello al sale e limone.” That’s exactly what he gave me, and it was exactly what I wanted. It was exactly what J-P wanted, too, leaving him nothing to say but “Due.”


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