Gnocchi-ing on heaven’s door
Imagine you’re eating gnocchi.
Okay. Let’s make it easier: Imagine you know about gnocchi. (If you know about gnocchi, imagine you don’t. Sucks, right?) Tiny, egg-shaped, soft, white, wonderful little potato dumplings, fluffy like clouds except not actually that fluffy because as they spread across your tongue they’re still velvety and substantial.
Oh, gnocchi!
(I’m allowed to be ridiculous. We’re talking about gnocchi.)
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