Something I miss about Italy

The children and I went to the new fancy gelateria in town yesterday.  Because, of course, that is what you do when it is 10 degrees Fahrenheit outside.  Without the wind chill.

This is our second trip to this establishment, and it really is good.  We have a punch card now and if we order two more gelati we get one free.  Awesome.

The Princess had chocolate and chocolate hazel nut, the C-man had just cinnamon (he prefers to eat just one flavor at a time).  I had chocolate and blood orange.  I love blood oranges.  I ate one every day when we were in Rome.  I would eat them every day here too if I could only find them.  The local grocery stores do not seem to carry them.  That is a true tragedy.

For those of you who don’t know, blood oranges are like regular oranges, but inside the flesh is red.  Sometimes it is all the way red; sometimes the flesh is marbled red and orange.  They are delicious and beautiful.  I like them so much better than regular oranges.    

I have heard that they sometimes have them at the small, organic, members-only grocery store downtown, but frankly, it’s not worth joining on the off chance that they might have them. 

There are a couple of places where you can buy them online, but I have to decide if it is worth shelling out 30-40 bucks for 10 pounds of them.  Can I eat them all in time?  I just don’t know.  In Rome we only bought a few at a time.  What to do?  What to do?

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