The first day we arrived in Rome, we had gelato - succulent Italian style ice cream. It is less frozen, hence softer, than the ice cream that we are familiar with. It is so soft you don’t need a scoop to serve it; a spatula would do. For 2 euros (about 22 HK dollars) we got 3 huge dollops of gelato on a cone and we were in heaven. I would have taken a photo of it as proof if I was not so busy trying to eat mine before it melted completely.
From then on, we hunted for gelato everywhere and basically ate gelato everyday, sometimes in lieu of a meal. Indeed they were ubiquitous, practically there is a gelato shop every corner, and sometimes more than that. However, most of them gave us less than half of what got that first time. That was very disappointing.
Looking back now, if we did not find it such a good deal that first time, we would not have eaten so much gelato in Italy. And we would not have been so disappointed each time we had gelato subsequently. I am sure there is lesson in there somewhere, but I am not quite sure what it is. Perhaps a good thing is not such a good thing after all?