I believe in miracles.
I try to change the world every day.
I love my husband, my friends, and my family.
I plan my next great adventure constantly.
I think most occasions call for a dress.
I write what I know and believe.
When I studied abroad in Italy, there was one splurge I always had money for: gelato. You know why? Because you can get good gelato for a euro or two and that doesn’t break the travel budget. It became custom for one of my roommates and I to cook the cheapest dinners we could before heading out for an evening walk with gelato. One euro. Two euros. Never more than three euros. We believed ourselves to be gelato aficionados, seeking the best of our favorite flavors and venturing all around Florence to find them.
I haven’t changed much. And, when it comes to gelato, that’s not a bad thing.
I set out on this trip to find the best gelato in Cinque Terre. I would happily scour all the villages to find it. After months of a slow carb (no carb?) diet, I was more than happy to take one for the team to find the best gelato in Cinque Terre. I’ll count them down for you with the pros and the cons because there wasn’t a bad gelato, but there were some that were better than others. Sadly, this list is incomplete. Every time I tried to find gelato in Monterosso al Mare, they were closed. Blame the off-season. Blame my inability to get there before sunset (which is truly the most beautiful time of day in Monterosso al Mare), but I could not find a gelateria that could accommodate my wily schedule. I’m sure it’s easier in the summer.
No name gelateria on Via Colombo just past Bar Centrale (Riomaggiore) – 2 euro, small cone, Bacio (chocolate hazelnut) – After finding fantastic focaccia in Riomaggiore, I wanted the gelato to be good, too. Maybe I wanted it to be good because it was 2 euros. Maybe I wanted it to be good because I didn’t trust the other gelato stand. Maybe I wanted it to be good because it included plenty of hazelnuts. But, it just wasn’t as good as any of the others. It was a little icy. The cone was of the boxed variety and didn’t taste fresh at all.
5 Terre Gelateria (Manarola) – 2.50 euro, small cone, Canella (cinnamon) and Nocciola (hazelnut) – Oh, I was so excited to see canella. Some 13 years ago, I found canella in a tiny alley in Venice and I’ve found it about three times since that night. It’s one of my favorite flavors. I wanted to love it and tell you it was the best gelato in Cinque Terre. And, the canella was good. The flavor was strong and robust. The nocciola had a rich flavor as well, but it was slightly icy. The cone was fresh, but the serving was skimpy. Two thirds of my cone did not have any gelato, and that made for a very sad cone.
Gelato Corniglia (Corniglia) – 2 euro, small cup, Miele (honey) – After I finished Alberto’s gelato, it seemed only appropriate to try the gelato from across the street. I sent my husband in with the directive to ask for the most popular flavor. He came back with miele (which included bits of walnuts) and neither one of us were entirely sure about it. Like Alberto, it was creamy but not quite as soft. The wafer pirouette wasn’t quite as fresh as Alberto’s, but overall, it was tasty. Alberto’s freshness allowed me to easily dub him the winner of this Sunday morning challenge, but both are great buys.
Gelato Alberto (Corniglia) – 2 euro, small cup, Nocciola (hazelnut) – Alberto’s gelato was soft and creamy with a subtle flavor that was not overpowering. The wafer was a nice (and delicious!) touch – fresh, flakey, and a strong taste of vanilla. I sat on the steps across the street and enjoyed watching children play.
Gelateria Vernazza (Vernazza) – 2.50 euro, small cone, Gandiolo (chocolate with nuts) and Nocciola (hazelnut) – I conducted two separate taste tests on two separate days before I was willing to admit that this was the best gelato in Cinque Terre. The rich chocolate flavor of the gandiolo was the perfect complement to the strong flavor of the nocciola. Neither were overly sweet but both included plenty of nut pieces, which provided a nice texture change against the creamy consistency of the gelato. The generous serving size lasted well into the fresh, brittle cone, and I spent the next day trying to figure out how to get back to Vernazza to enjoy another cone. The best thing about Gelateria Vernazza though? It’s open later than all the other gelaterias along the main street, so you’ll be able to get your fix when you decide you need another one.
Though we didn’t get home until late yesterday afternoon, it started to hit me Saturday that we would soon be back in the real world. For two weeks, my husband and I focused on each other. We didn’t worry (too much) about work, about nonsense, or anything else. I surprised my husband with a driving tour (which I read about on Victoria’s blog), and though it turned out to be a little bit of a disaster on our end, it reminded me how this life was worth the wait.
…in junior high, I always wanted to go on my school’s trip to France. That wasn’t in the cards financially, so I had to wait until my junior year in college when my summer internship paid for my study abroad semester in Florence, Italy… worth the wait.
…not getting to attend my first choice college out of high school, spending my freshman year at Texas Tech, and transferring to University of Redlands, where I met all of my closest friends, got healthy, and realizing that I could be happy again… worth the wait.
…living in our tiny apartment to save money so we could buy our first home in the neighborhood where we wanted to live with a short commute… worth the wait.
…all the times when I thought no one would get me and that I wouldn’t get married, only to find the perfect person for me. Who gets me. Who understands me. Who loves me despite my flaws and desperately tries to make me happy every. single. day… worth the wait.
Last week was a whirlwind. It ended with a Cinque Terre weekend though, so I’m not sure I’m allowed want to complain.
I don’t know how everything got done but somehow it did. It always does, doesn’t it? Some crazytown stuff happened at one of my schools. Ever seen Gossip Girl? (It’s a guilty pleasure, don’t judge me.) ANYWAY, yeah, that -ish is better left on TV. Thankfully, it worked out but it blew my entire day on Wednesday. I went to JLD WomenLEAD on Thursday evening. Our girls did AMAZING and took 1st, 2nd, and 3rd (that’s $30,000 in scholarships right there). You can (and should) watch the videos on our Facebook page. I stayed up way too late to finish the work that I should have done on Wednesday. Friday morning, I got up at 5:00am to pack before meeting with one of my kiddos at 8:00 to finish her graduate school applications. I spent the day with her before boarding a flight at 7:45 Friday evening.
Two planes, two trains, and a hike later and we found ourselves in Manarola by Saturday evening. Not to worry, my husband had already located the closest restaurant to our hotel and we had ourselves an enjoyable first meal around 9:30 that evening.
Yesterday, we woke up early and were out the door by 9:00am. From Manarola to Cornigila to Vernazza to Manarola to Cornigila to Vernazza to Manarola to Vernazza and finally back to Manarola late last night. (Did you catch all that? lol) Our train and hiking passes are being put to good use.
You’ll catch me in the vineyards today. And, probably continuing my quest for the best gelato in the Cinque Terre along with adding a focaccia quest. Follow me on the ‘gram for my latest adventures.
Linking up with B for weekending. Have a fantastic week, mea amies!
Thanks for hearing me out last week (and for encouraging me). It felt good to just be honest in this little space of mine and own up to what was going on in my head. Once I released those thoughts, things started to look up.
Time for a brief update, no? Linking up with B for weekending.
We headed to Oklahoma on Wednesday afternoon for my brother-in-law’s change of command ceremony. We headed to get parking passes as soon as we got into town, grabbed a quick dinner, and I made up for the 4 hours of sleep I got the night before. Thursday was an early morning at the base, but it was great to celebrate such a joyous promotion. I was obsessed with my dress, but the only picture anyone snapped of me was one where I was drinking from a water bottle… so #nopictures. Sigh. We got back to Dallas around 3:00 and headed back to work.
Yesterday morning, I decided that I wasn’t ready to go to Ohio this week, so I opted out of the trip. I had a migraine on Saturday, so I didn’t think traveling was going to help. I was able to get a lot of things done on Sunday morning (like booking our hotels for our trip that we leave for in FOUR DAYS), and I headed to the office yesterday afternoon. I finished preparing our 2016 NSC data file and worked on some data that our consultants need. I feel like I was able to be really productive. It felt REALLY good.
I expect this week will be busy – and the last of the college decisions will trickle out. It’s been a tough few weeks, and I just need to remember that we do a good job. We’ll never save all the starfish, but we do make a difference to the ones that we’re able to save.
And then Friday night… I’m off to forget about a lot of things for a little while. YAY!
There’s a lot going on and my to do list seems never ending.
I worry that I’m failing a lot of people.
I suppose it’s stress.
The next week and a half is big for my job. I’ve been on the phone for two weeks trying to get our kiddos placed. Some things are looking good. Other things are a little more dicey. It’s hard. The newest U.S. budget is devastating for poor kids (among others). Sometimes I look at what’s going on and I feel like they are trying to erase the poor, the elderly, and the sick. That terrifies me.
We’re supposed to drive to Oklahoma today to see my brother-in-law’s change of command tomorrow. My husband has given me an out, but I feel like I need to go. I’m supposed to go to Ohio Sunday – Wednesday for work. I want to go. I need to go. But, I’m so stressed about everything I need to get done. I haven’t booked hotels for our trip. I haven’t booked anything for the wedding I’m in next month. It’s like I’m stuck and paralyzed with things I need to do. I think I realized that I’m going to be on the road for 25 days in the next 30 days… and that seems insane right now.