When I saw the sign for this "House of Ice Cream," I had lovely visions of vast assortments of gelato in many, many flavors. Alas, another case of unrealistic expectations. Instead, the standard half dozen, including stracciatella (chocolate chip) and a few alarmingly neon choices (one of which matched the outdoor tables and chairs.) We opted not to indulge.
It was a scary place. Third world gelato for sure!
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