When we were in Rome last November, our hotel was near a very popular gelato restaurant. Daming pila every day. Etong asawa ko kunwari pa nung first two days, ayaw bumili, hindi kasi sya mahilig sa dessert. On the third day, sabi ko tikman lang. Nagustuhan. So up to the last minute na uuwi na kami, nag gelato pa kami uli. Last week, he told me he misses the gelato in Rome.
Last night, we were walking back to our hotel when we saw a Maestra ice cream stand. They had a pistachio flavor. At first, my husband didn’t want to buy—busog na kasi kami. But I told him, “Bili tayo, di ba you miss the gelato in Rome?” We were both hoping it would taste just as good.
Naku, puro kababayan pala natin yung mga empleyado dito. The owner of the big area including four floors of the building is owned by their Spaniard boss. Pero obviously the owner has a high regard for Filipinos workers kaya puro Filipino dito.
A woman named Clarizza noticed us. She was handing out a piece of paper with her name and the store’s QR code, encouraging us to leave a good review.
By then, my husband couldn’t contain his excitement after realizing puro Filipinos dito.
Clarizza asked us “mga Pilipino kayo?” “Galing kayo ssa US?”
We chorused “Pilipinas!”
When she heard Pilipinas, her curiousity grew bigger. She looked at us, and said “baka kamag-anak nyo si Zaldy Co.”
E—- “Ano daw?”
A—- “Baka daw kamag-anak natin si Zaldy Co.”
A—- “I wish, para ibig sabihin marami kaming pera.”
E—- “Dapat pala nag-make up ako. Hinahanap yata nila si Zaldy Co.”
A—- “Siguro there’s a reward.”
Hindi ko actually nagets bakit naisip nitong asawa ko na mag make up sya. Para kaya magmukha syang si Zaldy Co? He will never look like any other person. Una, ang tangkad-tangkad nya, at hindi sila magka kulay ni Zaldy Co. Hindi ko na gets ang joke nya.
hopefully you got extra scoops!