About seven months ago I was enjoying dinner with Max and Lily when I decided to tag along on their whirlwind spring European adventure. As the decision became a reality I suddenly became quiet. Wide eyed, I looked at them both and exclaimed, “but, Imagine the Gnocchi!?!”
My 8ish days were spent in Austria and Italy. Despite my skis not leaving the continent with me, the trip went smoothly. They eventually arrived, and together with our four ski bags our group made a hilarious caravan on the European trains. I explored beautiful new cities like Innsbruck and Bormio and the jagged mountains surrounding them.
I was never able to find my coveted gnocchi, but I think that simply means I need to go back.