My Dear Omnomnivores : Gelateria Milano

by .Kenny.Khronicles.

Follow me down the laneway Omnoms

Follow me down the laneway Omnoms

I have always been extremely attracted to the Italian culture. While I’ve never been there I was immediately captivated by the culture after choosing to study it in high school. So you could imagine the omnomnivore in me roared when my eyes looked upon the tiffany blue and white striped outside of Gelateria Milano in Phillipsburg, St Maarten. There was simply no arguing with my sweet tooth. It was all too enticing, the vibrant colours of the fruit flavours sitting by the sweeter ones like rum and raisin and Nutella.

Alone time is way underrated

           Alone time is way underrated

What better way to treat oneself after a few hours soaking in the Carribean sun and water?

Marcos, was the first friendly face to greet me at the window.  He gave me a discount on my gelato after he realised I was crew. I tell you man, Italians just get me. This cute open air café has more to offer than just gelatos and smoothies. In the laneway lined with bright tropical ferns the owners of this establishment have created a small oasis aptly named the Hideaway

            look at the sta- branches

the shade of it all

                         the shade of it all

where you can lounge about under the shade of palm trees as sugar birds flit between bird feeders hanging from them. It’s a small escape away from the hordes of retirees and families that come to these islands.

Oh and just when it couldn’t get better here’s the pooch that’s always plodding around and after months of my Tuesday gelato she finally let me pet her.

You may call her Daphne.

            You may call her Daphne

Keep on munching my omnomns and much love,

KennyKhronicles

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