That night for dinner we went out to a restaurant called Rossopomodoro. I had some gnocchi that was tasty, though not quite as good as the pasta we had eaten while we were in Siena, and I was still sick so I couldn’t appreciate it as much as normal. We also got a bit of gelato earlier that evening. I think my parents had been trying to find a good time to get some ever since our first night in the city when I walked around for half an hour only to find every gelato shop in the area was closed.
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